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These passin' me and they all rollin' fly Coups
They throw D's on it but they still ain't got truth
They blow they on it then they die and what's the use?
I'm so in Jesus all I want in life is fruit
Don't need no fast money, don't need a car
Yeah the is a race but it ain't a NASCAR
And you and God got beef cause you
Chasin' money like them got feet
Buddy wanna be rich but even 50 said
That he still feel broke though he got bread
Make 'em throw away they life, got 'em runnin' the feds
Love of money's like crack, of 'em will leave you dead
When you die and face God, nothin' to be said
Instead of chasin' the truth, you a lie to the head
Homie all I can do is tell you Jesus said
Repent and from your sin cause the kingdom of God's at hand
That's

Got money, got
So who cares?
Got money, got
I got baby!

People want they cheese, American
The enemy's rat trap might snap any
I'm like that in Matthew who after finding a treasure
Gave all he had to get it, a real go-getta
The 13 letters, the Torah,Gospel and
You'll never see the of prophets chasin' a profit
Now at 1 Timothy 6, it's so clear
You chase the money and up in a snare
Now a vow of poverty, no, it's not
But you God, the rest, He takes care
You don't step on His back in to get rich
If you do then you're in sin and to repent
You come to Christ for God, you come to for worship
He ain't take that cross to your vanity purchase
Even though we all agree that is certain
It seems we believe there's banks beyond
crazy

Money, dough, cash,
If it was a woman, I promise I to date her
Now that we broke up she be callin' ya boy a
Cause all I do is use her for glorifyin' my
My treasure's up in Heaven, is my satisfaction
If I was broke I'd be richer folks who never had Him
God is the Gospel, not a new
Was empty and He gave me life and that's
Get me, homie I spend six centuries
saying I'm satisfied in the sensie
And it's sickenin' that God ain't good enough
We gotta tell 'em they can get quickly
Now this is heresy, false, it's not
2nd chapter 8 and verse 2
Read that and please that
Forget a c-note, man, pockets was e-flat
They had joy