New Mainstream

[Verse 1: Miles Minnick]
Chris brown had our hat on his head and they mad (Big mad)
Picket signs outside of my fest and it’s sad (Big sad)
I thought we was reaching the lost bro, my bad 
They say only make music for church 
But I can’t (No he can’t)
Real ones know I’m a bonafide believer (Big believer)
Fake ones think Ima get worldwide and leave Him (Leave him)
Can’t dip off on God He the reason I’m breathin (Yessir)
Pull up to the function with heathens and deacons (Let’s go)
I was raised in the Bay with the thugs (With the thugs)
Now I’m at the VMAs and the Doves (And the doves)
I’m aware of the fame and what it does (Yea yea yea yea yea)
But I’m lighting up the year
I’m not afraid of the buzz
This is how we do it (Sheesh)
4,5,6 of them fit in that Buick (Buick)
Play that West Indies 
This is that movement (Movement)
On the Grammy stage with the Christian rap music 
STUPID

[Chorus]
Okay 
Pick up the pace 
Was looking down on me 
Now they pick up they face 
Bout to cook up they plates 
You be serving them the same old thing (Same old thing)
I tell them welcome to the new mainstream 
Like whaaat
(This that New Mainstream)
Like whaaat
(This that New Mainstream)
Like whaaat
(This that New Mainstream)
Like whaaat
(This that New Mainstream)


[Verse 2]
Went to sway in the morning brought the team in (Team)
Standing on that rock in the valley of hyenas 
They say who you know gone make the difference in your season 
Everybody name dropping while I’m name dropping Jesus
On the radar, got a dose of the Glo 
I know if God didn’t send me 
Then He closin the doe
Out of everybody
We’ve been chosen to go 
Outside 
But I don’t post at the sto’
I’m explosive with growth 
Your assignment not for everybody
Knock it off 
You know when God called you
It wasn’t no conference call (Brrt)
And I’m still planning that rolling loud altar call (Loud)
Have the whole stage filled with bottles of alcohol
Mr. Mainstream Minnick 
Now we teaching the classes 
How the church getting mad
Cause we reaching the masses?
Come against His plan 
Hurts your season the fastest (My guy)
 

[Chorus]
Okay 
Pick up the pace 
Was looking down on me 
Now they pick up they face 
Bout to cook up they plates 
You be serving them the same old thing (Same old thing)
I tell them welcome to the new mainstream 
Like whaaat
(This that New Mainstream)
Like whaaat
(This that New Mainstream)
Like whaaat
(This that New Mainstream)
Like whaaat
(This that New Mainstream)