Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Victor Atuonwu
Songwriter
Lyrics
Too much traffic
He gave me a whole new lane
I felt so much love
But I know it may come with new hate
If that love ain't from God
Know it's fickle and it's fake
Fake fake
Too much traffic
He gave me a whole new lane
I felt so much love
But I know it may come with new hate
If that love ain't from God
Know it's fickle and it's fake
Fake fake
Ain't no pressure I'm applying pressure
That's why I'm a leader
I'm gon show the world that it ain't foolishness
To follow Jesus
Be the prime example
Cus I'm your disciple
I'm believing
In the words you say to me
You told me take and I receive it
Ain't fly by myself Holy Spirit like my visa
He's my pilot and attendant
I'm his soldier at attention
When he tells me go I gotta go
No second guessing
Upwards and forwards the new direction
Yeah
Got that sword of the
Got the sword of the spirit yeah there's no need for wrestling
I speak the word
That's what makes my confessions
I speak the word yeah
That's what makes my confessions
Too much traffic
He gave me a whole new lane
I felt so much love
But I know it may come with new hate
If that love ain't from God
Know it's fickle and it's fake
Remember that
Fake fake
Writer(s): Victor Atuonwu
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