Already Won

Datin

Listen, I sold that dope and opiates, so I was known to hold a grip /

I owned a home, the coldest whip, but strolled a road of hopelessness

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I was told that the money, clothes, and gold's supposed to fix /

This emptiness, but learned that they don't console your brokenness /

I looked at everything I owned and hoped there’s more than this /

Then I heard the gospel when my homie told me, "Go repent" /

'Cause YHWH gave His only Son—He showed me from the Holy

Scripts /

So I surrendered. I was trying to grow and go legit /

Yeshua saved me, and that emptiness would disappear /

I went from heathen, lying through the skin of his veneers /

To being on mission here—I went from a pistoleer /

To being God's Peter. Demons end up with missing ear. Bow