| Look who I’ve become |
| No I’m not who I used to be |
| That man that you used to see |
| He’s through me I’m not the same one |
| Flashy cars and jewelry |
| No longer are they moving me |
| Can’t you see he’s making me over |
| Over |
| He’s making me over over |
| And I’m not who I used to be |
| Get used to me |
| He’s making me over |
| I’m definitely not who I was but |
| No I’m not who I will be |
| But I’m becoming becoming someone who he’s making me daily |
| Just watch and you’ll see |
| Get used to me |
| Cause the man who you knew ain’t no more |
| And the man who he is will soon be |
| Newly defined |
| Renewed in the mind |
| Attached to the vine as he pull me |
| Yes he’s making me over |
| Yes my old heart man he took that |
| And I’m so far gone my mind has been blown |
| So just say that my wig has been pushed back back |
| I’m not settling back track |
| I’m not peddling that fact |
| Of the evident as I’m cracked cracked |
| Like a skeleton skeleton |
| Yeah so we’re flipping the dime |
| Switching a pint of blow |
| Living to shine |
| Remember them times |
| But know that’s not how I’m defined no more |
| I’m blind no more |
| It’s time to go |
| I’m flying fo sho |
| They looking like how |
| He used to be wild and foul |
| He made me his child |
| But wow you just take a look at me now |
| Look who I’ve become |
| No I’m not who I used to be |
| That man that you used to see |
| He’s through me I’m not the same one |
| Flashy cars and jewelry |
| No longer are they moving me |
| Can’t you see he’s making me over |
| Over |
| He’s making me over over |
| And I’m not who I used to be |
| Get used to me |
| He’s making me over |
| So let us just say |
| He is the potter and I am the clay |
| My heart is not flesh it’s mushy wet yes |
| It’s perfect for him to reshape |
| I’m just pottery |
| Dirt from the earth, just a vessel |
| Cursed, deserving the death yo |
| Was certainly a retch was made to confess |
| Because I’ve been purchased and blessed though |
| Now I’m living to die |
| They say that I’m dying to live |
| I’m trying to give him all I’m just part of me you should clearly that I am now |
| his |
| I am now his you can keep watching me transform |
| And that’s a truth I will stand on |
| And stand strong |
| The potter will perfectly mold when he gets his hands on |
| Get his hands on me |
| So look at the potter don’t look at the pot |
| Look at the building don’t look at the house |
| Look at the shepherd don’t look at the flock |
| I belong to my God now |
| And I’m ready to fly now |
| And they looking like how |
| I used to be wild and foul he made me his child and wow |
| You just take a look at me now |
| Look who I’ve become |
| No I’m not who I used to be |
| That man that you used to see |
| He’s through me I’m not the same one |
| Flashy cars and jewelry |
| No longer are they moving me |
| Can’t you see he’s making me over |
| Over |
| He’s making me over over |
| And I’m not who I used to be |
| Get used to me |
| He’s making me over |
| My hearts been changed surgency |
| It’s been replaced no surgery |
| I’m not the same different me ring that alarm emergency |
| Been a long time coming |
| But a change done finally came |
| Ain’t that good news Sam cook I trusted in that name |
| Every day same old war |
| Feel ya pain say no more |
| The lie disguised alive fo sho but today’s that day that I say no more |
| They can keep coming back but destroy me never |
| Hate all they want only makes me better |
| Trust in him with all of my givers |
| I ain’t looking back man it’s whatever |
| Fancy chains keep 'em |
| They leave me locked and beaten |
| Bruised up |
| Feeling used up |
| But I’m fueled up running on the power finding Jesus |
| And I promise that see who I am now imago dei |
| If I’m living than I’m living by the words he say |
| Running for his name till I ain’t got nothing left |
| Sound weird how I live in him call it dub step |
| Look who I’ve become |
| No I’m not who I used to be |
| That man that you used to see |
| He’s through me I’m not the same one |
| Flashy cars and jewelry |
| No longer are they moving me |
| Can’t you see he’s making me over |
| Over |
| He’s making me over over |
| And I’m not who I used to be |
| Get used to me |
| He’s making me over |