These passin' me and they all rollin' fly Coups They throw some D's on it but they ain't got truth They blow they cheese on it then they die and what's the I'm so secure in Jesus all I in life is fruit Don't no fast money, don't need a fast car Yeah the faith is a but it ain't a NASCAR And you and God got beef you keep Chasin' money like them hundreds got Buddy wanna be rich but 50 done said That he still 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 you die and face God, nothin' left to be said Instead of chasin' the truth, you a lie to the head Homie all I can do is tell you what Jesus and turn from your sin cause the kingdom of God's at hand That's
Got money, got So what who Got money, got I got baby!
People want they cheese, mozzerella The enemy's rat trap might any second I'm like that dude in Matthew who after finding a Gave all he had to get it, a real go-getta The 13 letters, the Torah,Gospel and You'll see the soul of prophets chasin' 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 back in 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 take that cross to fund your vanity purchase Even though we all agree that death is It we believe there's banks beyond earth That's
Money, dough, cash, If it was a woman, I I used 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 I'd be richer than 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 could six centuries Simply saying I'm satisfied in the And sickenin' that knowin' God ain't good enough We gotta tell 'em can get rich quickly Now this is heresy, false, not true 2nd Corinthians chapter 8 and 2 Read that and please believe Forget a c-note, man, they pockets was still had joy