We chase the money while they preached about Jesus
We said we'd make it and no one believed us
The drug dealers had the new cars,
they teased us
The way I saw it, I can't really spell freedom
Visions of making millions while merely rocking
Where every single Sunday,
grandma took me window shopping
We never bought nothing,
I'd be like,
oh well It happened so much,
I thought nothing's
for sale I finally realized that's to kill my grandma
dreaming She finally realized that's what made me start
scheming She always used to tell me what became my
favorite quote Love God or love the world,
but you can't
love both So I love God, love God, get money
Love God,
love God,
get money We ain't talking about no good luck,
hope
he hit the lotto We talking about that hard work,
that's right
it's the motto Love God, love God, get money
Love God,
love God,
get money We ain't talking about no good luck,
hope
he hit the lotto We talking about that hard work,
that's right
it's the motto
I
Christmas come around, I'm showing up like Santa
Bottles of Chianti,
Cohibas from Havana I know it's just the surface,
cause blessings ain't possessions But when Lindsay found me,
that's when I ascended from depression
I prayed for my mama,
prayed for my daddy Prayed for my cousin who OD'd in his Caddy
27 up in heaven with the rest of the family I dropped out of school,
but they go help me win that Grammy
Even on days when it's gray,
I see the sky blue I wanna pop out,
but I feel I'm a haiku
I'm talking about the hospitalized Manager Man,
not the sick girl
I'm talking about the worried garbageman Lee
about their hard work that's right as the motto.
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