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Got Paper

アーティスト:Lecrae  アルバム:Rebel 

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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


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