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These passin' me and they all rollin' fly Coups
They throw some D's on it but still ain't got truth
They they cheese on it then they die and what's the use?
I'm so secure in Jesus all I in life is fruit
Don't need no fast money, need a fast car
Yeah the faith is a race but it a NASCAR
And you and God got beef you keep
Chasin' money like them hundreds got
Buddy be rich but even 50 done said
That he feel broke even though he got bread
'em throw away they life, got 'em runnin' from the feds
Love of money's like crack, both of 'em will leave you
When you die and face God, nothin' left to be
Instead of chasin' the truth, you a lie to the head
Homie all I can do is tell you Jesus said
Repent and turn 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 snap any second
I'm like that dude in Matthew who after finding a
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 chase the money and wind up in a
Now a vow of poverty, no, not there
But you God, the rest, He takes care
You don't step on His in order to get rich
If you do then you're in sin and ordered to
You come to Christ for God, you to Daddy for worship
He ain't take that cross to fund your purchase
though we all agree that death is certain
It we believe there's banks beyond earth
That's

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