Put On (feat. C-lite ) by Flame
Feelin' like a million, I don't even need them dollars
Lookin' brand new, I ain't even been shoppin'
The price of what I got no couldn't fit up in your pocket
Takin' off the old self, Christ what we rockin'
Takin' off the old, puttin' on the new
This is what it was, this is what it do
Takin' off the old, puttin' on the new
This is what it was, this is what it do
See, a lotta girls want change so they go to the salon
Lotta dudes want change so they go to the Qur'an
But I can see the end ‘cause I've been where you begun
Where you're so in love with fun sippin' Don Perrion
But you can't see the Son, talkin' S-O-N
‘Cause you're blind to the Son of Man, dyin' in your sin
You might simply deny because of Bentleys you ride
But you're empty inside like they just broken
That's why you spend a lot of money tryna shop until you drop
If you're out there lookin' hot, that'll make up for what you not
But you can't compare your clothes to Jesus' wardrobe
Talkin' righteousness robes, man your outfit is snot
But Jesus bled homie, I hope you feel this
Real nails got banged in that holy wrist
Real hammers got banged in the spike meal
By his stripes we are healed, tell ‘em how I feel
Feelin' like a million, I don't even need them dollars
Lookin' brand new, I ain't even been shoppin'
The price of what I got no couldn't fit up in your pocket
Takin' off the old self, Christ what we rockin'
Takin' off the old, puttin' on the new
This is what it was, this is what it do
Takin' off the old, puttin' on the new
This is what it was, this is what it do
I am not my own, lil homie, I been further convinced of that
My life should make music to God, where is my instrument?
Oh yeah, I guess I'm usin' it right now
My life is loud, they say I need to pipe down
I used to think that I was runnin' the show
Jesus traced my steps back like runnin' in snow
It looks familiar like ya done it befo'
A hundred percent, fo' sho, maybe a hundred and four
I know, we all think that we are God on the throne
‘Cause we got some new kicks and they ain't got ‘em at home
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