These brothas me and they all rollin' fly Coups They throw some D's on it but they still got truth They blow they on it then they die and what's the use? I'm so secure in Jesus all I want in life is Don't no fast money, don't need a fast car Yeah the faith is a race but it a NASCAR And you and God got beef cause you Chasin' money them hundreds got feet Buddy wanna be but even 50 done said That he still feel broke even though he got Make 'em away they life, got 'em runnin' from the feds Love of money's like crack, both of 'em leave you dead you die and face God, nothin' left to be said Instead of chasin' the truth, you take a lie to the Homie all I can do is tell you what said Repent and turn from your sin cause the kingdom of God's at That's
Got money, got So who cares? Got money, got I got baby!
People want they cheese, mozzerella The enemy's rat might snap any second I'm like that dude in who after finding a treasure Gave all he had to get it, that's a go-getta The 13 letters, the Torah,Gospel and You'll never see the soul of prophets a profit Now look at 1 Timothy 6, it's so You the money and wind up in a snare Now a vow of poverty, no, not there But you God, the rest, He takes care You step on His back in order to get rich If you do you're in sin and ordered to repent You come to Christ for God, you come to for worship He take that cross to fund your vanity purchase though we all agree that death is certain It seems we believe there's banks earth That's
Money, dough, cash, If it was a woman, I promise I to date her Now we broke up she be callin' ya boy a hater Cause all I do is use her for glorifyin' my My up in Heaven, Christ is my satisfaction If I was I'd be richer than folks who never had Him God is the Gospel, not a new Was empty and He gave me and that's plenty Get me, homie I spend six centuries Simply saying I'm in the sensie And it's sickenin' knowin' God ain't good enough We gotta tell 'em they can get rich Now is heresy, false, it's not true 2nd chapter 8 and verse 2 Read that and please believe a c-note, man, they pockets was e-flat They had joy