Joseph Prielozny - New Dreams lyrics

[Intro: Trip Lee] I was told that living the good life meant getting everything I could but I've been shown a brand new picture of the good life and it's glorious [Verse 1: Trip Lee] Hey I was raised in that lone-star state Where we go hard, can't do it small at all, cause big things are at stake My dreams as a buck was to make a large bank Daddy told me the best, no one can tell me I can't Be the best baller, or be the best rapper Got a little older and went after the latter Grind till' I shine trying to climb that ladder Grab a couple girls cause your boy look dapper At a young age, I saw I had it wrong Full of drive, but moving in reverse all along Dreams full of pride, heart full of stone You know I had to redefine what I grind on Success is dangerous, if you don't do it right He gave us everything for pointing to Him right So toast to the King, who gave me some new dreams Everything for his name, that's how I do things [Hook: JR] Never knew how lost I was till' I found God Then I couldn't hear his voice, it was drowned out I was just chasing things, selfish dreams Now I see what he has for me, it's the good life [Verse 2: Sho Baraka] Uh-Huh, I grew up with those dodgers and those angels Where wings get mangled and they rock a broken halo Success is an idol from Hollywood to Diego No Hablo, if you don't speak with the pesos And there favorite dollar sign is too much more green More lust, more taste, more touch I had an appetite that ate from the Devil's power At every bite to see the rise, I'm kissing my life goodbye If I find I have a need this world cannot meet Then I know this life is a place where my hope should not be I've been chasing those things that are real fake This is not a real place, this is a dream state Functional saviors ain't hip, they're a real waste What's the palace going to offer that a manager can't Pain, sorrow, and empty treasures Spite the creator, and deem creation simply better The world offers a lot of things but it's really lying And to the Lord, the good life is really dying I'm the Lord's possession so my heart's in the Heavens True Religion in my jeans and stop guessing [Verse 3: Trip Lee] Even the sun goes down, heroes die eventually Great careers end in the industry Empires implode, you may go down in history But everything will go down eventually Look, you could stack bread, but you can't stop d**h And there won't be any comfort offered you in that bed All get laid out, the games get played out In a maze headed to the grave and there is no way out You can't outlast life it fades out fast d**h is coming for us all, everything gon' pa** So look at it from that angle dag My dreams gotta' be bigger and greater than that How is it persecuted martyrs in Asia Were living out there dreams, though they was walking in danger Their dreams are what lifted up the heart of the Savior And living in a way to show that's what they wait for They wasn't stackin' up the cake, but was walking in favor Living a good life because they want with the maker My dreams are different, you know that I've been changed now The good life is the life that's been laid down