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These brothas passin' me and they all rollin' fly
They throw D's on it but they still ain't got truth
blow they cheese on it then they die and what's the use?
I'm so secure in Jesus all I want in is fruit
need 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 you keep
money like them hundreds got feet
Buddy be rich but even 50 done said
That he still feel even though he got bread
Make 'em throw 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 a lie to the head
Homie all I can do is you what Jesus said
Repent and turn from sin cause the kingdom of God's at hand
real

Got money, got
So what who
Got money, got
I got baby!

People want they cheese, mozzerella
The enemy's rat trap snap any second
I'm like that dude in Matthew who after a treasure
Gave all he had to get it, that's a real
The 13 letters, the Torah,Gospel and
You'll never see the of prophets chasin' a profit
Now look at 1 Timothy 6, so clear
You chase the money and wind up in a
Now a vow of poverty, no, it's not
But you pursue God, the rest, He care
You don't 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 to Daddy for worship
He ain't that cross to fund your vanity purchase
Even though we all agree that 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 that we broke up she be callin' ya boy a
Cause all I do is use her for my Maker
My treasure's up in Heaven, is my satisfaction
If I was broke I'd be than folks who never had Him
God is the Gospel, not a new
Was empty and He me life and that's plenty
Get me, homie I spend six centuries
Simply saying I'm satisfied in the
And it's sickenin' knowin' God ain't good enough
We gotta tell 'em they can get rich
Now this is heresy, false, it's not
2nd chapter 8 and verse 2
Read that and please that
a c-note, man, they pockets was e-flat
They had joy