I was taught that living the good life meant getting everything I could
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But I've been shown a brand new picture of the good life, and it's glorious
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Aye I was raised in that lone star state where we go hard
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Can't do it small at all, 'cause big things our state
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My dreams as a buck was to make a large bank
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Daddy told me be the best, no one can tell me I can't
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Be the best baller, or be the best rapper
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Got a little older, and went after the latter
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Grind until I shine, trying to climb that ladder
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Grab a couple girls, 'cause your boy looked dapper
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But at a young age, saw that I had it wrong
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Full of drive, but moving in reverse all along
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Dreams full of pride, heart full of stone
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You know I had to redefine what I grind on
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Siccess is dangerous if you don't do it right
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He gave us everything for pointing to him right
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So toast to the king who gaveme some new dreams
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Everything for his name, that's how I do things
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Never knew how lost I was 'till I found out
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That I couldn't hear his voice, it was drowned out
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I was chasing things, selfish dreams
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Now I see what he has for me
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It's the good life
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(Wake up!) I grew up with those doctrines and those angels
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When wings get mangled and they rock a broken halo
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Success is an idol from Hollywood to Diego
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No hablo if you don't speak with the pesos
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And their favorite dollar sign is too much
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More greed, more lust, more taste, more touch
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I had an appetite that ate from the devil's power
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With every bite 'cause he would rise
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I'm kissing my life goodbye
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If I find I have a need this world cannot meet
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Then I know this life is a place where my hope should not be
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I've been chasing those things that are real fake
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This is not a real place, this is a dream state
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Functional saviors ain't hip, their a real waste
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What's the palace going off of without a major king
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Pain, sorrow, and empty treasures
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Spite the creator and deem creation simply better
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The ward off is a lot of things, but it's really lying
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And to the Lord, the good life is really dying
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I'm the Lord's procession, so my heart's in the heavens'
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True religion in my jeans, now stop guessing
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Never knew how lost I was 'till I found out
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That I couldn't hear his voice, it was drowned out
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I was chasing things, selfish dreams
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Now I see what he has for me
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It's the good life
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Even the sun goes down, heroes die eventually
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Great careers end in the industry
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Empires implode; you may go down in history
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But everything will go down eventually
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Look, you can stack bread, but you can't stop death
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And there will be no comforter for you in that bed
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We all get laid out, the games get played out
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In a maze headed to the grave, and there's no way out
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You can't outlast life, it fades out fast
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Death is coming for us all, everything's gonna pass
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So look at it from that angle down
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My dreams gotta be bigger and greater than that
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I was with the persecuted martyrs in Asia
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Were living out their dreams, though they was walking in danger
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Their dreams were lifting up the heart of the savior
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And living in a way that shows that he's all that they wait for
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One's stacking up the cake, but one's walking in favor
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Living a good life, 'cause they walk with the maker
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My dreams are different; you know that I've been changed now
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The good life is the life that's been laid down.
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The good life
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New Dreams
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Trip Lee |