| You got money; You got paper | |
| So what? Who cares? | |
| You got money; You got paper | |
| I got Jesus, baby! | |
| these brothas passin me and they all rollin fly coups they throw some D's on but they still aint got the truth | |
| They blow they cheese on it then they die and what's the use | |
| I'm so secure in Jesus all I want in life is fruit. | |
| I I don't need no fast money | |
| NOPE | |
| Don't need a fast car | |
| Yeah the faith is a race but it ain't a Nascar | |
| And you and God got beef cause you keep chasin money like them hundreds got feet | |
| Buddy wanna be rich but even 50 done said that he still feel broke even tho he got bread | |
| Make em throw away they life got em runnin from feds | |
| Love of money's like crack both of em will leave you dead | |
| When you die and face God aint nothing left to be said | |
| Instead of Chasing the truth you take a lie to the head | |
| And homie all I can do tell you what Jesus said | |
| Repent and turn from your sin cause the kingdom of God's at hand. | |
| People they want chesse american mozzarella | |
| The enemies rat trap might snap any second | |
| 'm like that dude in matthew who after finding a treasure | |
| Gave all he had to get it thats a real go getta | |
| The 13 letters | |
| The torah the gospel and all the prophets | |
| But you'll never see a soul who profit chasing the profit | |
| Now look at 1 Timothy 6 it's so clear | |
| You chase the money and wind up in a snare | |
| Now a vow of poverty no it's not there | |
| But you pursue God the rest he takes care | |
| You don't step on his back in order to get rich | |
| If you do then you're in sin and ordered to REPENT | |
| You come come to Christ for God | |
| You come to Daddy for worship | |
| He aint take that Cross to fund your vanity purchase | |
| Even though we all agree that death is certain | |
| It seems we believe there's banks beyond earth (THAT'S CRAZY) | |
| Money, dough, cash, paper | |
| If it was a woman I promise I used to date her | |
| Now that we broke up she be callin ya boy a hater | |
| Cause all I do is use her for Glorifying my maker | |
| My treasures in heaven Christ is my satisfaction | |
| If I was broke I'd be richer than folkv never had em | |
| God is the Gospel not a new bentley | |
| Was empty and he gave me life and that's plenty | |
| Get me...homie I could spend six centuries | |
| Simply saying I'm satisfied in the sensie | |
| An it's sickening, that knowing God aint enough we gotta tell em they can get rich quickly | |
| Now this is heresy | |
| False it's not true | |
| 2nd corinthians chapter 8 and verse 2 | |
| Read that and please believe that forget a c-note man they pockets was e-flat. They still had joy |
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