That for the love of money
People will do some of anything
How you get money, is directly connected
To what you're gonna do with it
What you do with money that you have
That speaks volumes about your character
Paid my tithes but I'm still in debt uh huh
I slave, I slave, but I don't feel blessed uh uh
Work this 9 to 5, I don't feel alive
Everyday you know I'm living for that check uh uh
I'll tell you where the problems be, everyone in poverty
People paranoid, pointing pistols, pollutin' property
Prayers to the most high, we need amazing grace
Instead we go head to head, them demons invade our faith
Thinkin' dollas gone keep us safe? Think again
Can't pick up that money phone when you trapped in the lions den
Comin' up my grandpa told me, boy me these streets is not a game
And it's two places you gon' lay, in the jail or in the grave
Pass the collection plate, this time ain't putting nothin' in
I'm tryna stack, that's a fact, I'm tryna cop that brand new benz
I know I vowed this money wouldn't take control of me mama
But Mr Frank the only one that's selling hope to me mama
Almighty dolla, yeah, almighty dolla
About my dollas can you blame me
And me and you, just want the same thing
Pick up the phone Lord, come and save me
Cause on this earth, I'm going crazy
Almighty dolla, yeah, almighty dolla
Yeah,
Tryna break the chains and free my mind, but I can't let go
Somethin' bout countin this dollar make me feel special
They tell me, go and getcha money get that new bezel
While the angel on my shoulder talking to the devil
You know that you can't take it with you when you die
And even if you could it'll weigh you down when you fly
I know all your people be strugglin', they get it by any means
That dolla won't make you happy, it won't change a thing
But it's your call, I gotchu, hear you loud and clear
But what if rent is due, and I can't make that money just appear
Most these niggas at your door with a pistol to solve the issue
My demons are sacrificial, my sins don't get dismissal
I put my faith in this dolla hope it reciprocates
Tried to put my faith in God but I watched it disintegrate
Section 8 housing, it's barely food on our plate
If you was born with a silver spoon, you can't relate
Almighty dolla, yeah, almighty dolla
About my dollas can you blame me
And me and you, just want the same thing
Pick up the phone Lord, come and save me
Cause on this earth, I'm going crazy
Almighty dolla, yeah, almighty dolla
For the reality is, that in many communities of color
People who've never had money
Have not been taught how to deal with money
And therefore we wind up misusing money
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English
That for the love of money
People will do some of anything
How you get money, is directly connected
To what you're gonna do with it
What you do with money that you have
That speaks volumes about your character
Paid my tithes but I'm still in debt uh huh
I slave, I slave, but I don't feel blessed uh uh
Work this 9 to 5, I don't feel alive
Everyday you know I'm living for that check uh uh
I'll tell you where the problems be, everyone in poverty
People paranoid, pointing pistols, pollutin' property
Prayers to the most high, we need amazing grace
Instead we go head to head, them demons invade our faith
Thinkin' dollas gone keep us safe? Think again
Can't pick up that money phone when you trapped in the lions den
Comin' up my grandpa told me, boy me these streets is not a game
And it's two places you gon' lay, in the jail or in the grave
Pass the collection plate, this time ain't putting nothin' in
I'm tryna stack, that's a fact, I'm tryna cop that brand new benz
I know I vowed this money wouldn't take control of me mama
But Mr Frank the only one that's selling hope to me mama
Almighty dolla, yeah, almighty dolla
About my dollas can you blame me
And me and you, just want the same thing
Pick up the phone Lord, come and save me
Cause on this earth, I'm going crazy
Almighty dolla, yeah, almighty dolla
Yeah,
Tryna break the chains and free my mind, but I can't let go
Somethin' bout countin this dollar make me feel special
They tell me, go and getcha money get that new bezel
While the angel on my shoulder talking to the devil
You know that you can't take it with you when you die
And even if you could it'll weigh you down when you fly
I know all your people be strugglin', they get it by any means
That dolla won't make you happy, it won't change a thing
But it's your call, I gotchu, hear you loud and clear
But what if rent is due, and I can't make that money just appear
Most these niggas at your door with a pistol to solve the issue
My demons are sacrificial, my sins don't get dismissal
I put my faith in this dolla hope it reciprocates
Tried to put my faith in God but I watched it disintegrate
Section 8 housing, it's barely food on our plate
If you was born with a silver spoon, you can't relate
Almighty dolla, yeah, almighty dolla
About my dollas can you blame me
And me and you, just want the same thing
Pick up the phone Lord, come and save me
Cause on this earth, I'm going crazy
Almighty dolla, yeah, almighty dolla
For the reality is, that in many communities of color
People who've never had money
Have not been taught how to deal with money
And therefore we wind up misusing money
People will do some of anything
How you get money, is directly connected
To what you're gonna do with it
What you do with money that you have
That speaks volumes about your character
Paid my tithes but I'm still in debt uh huh
I slave, I slave, but I don't feel blessed uh uh
Work this 9 to 5, I don't feel alive
Everyday you know I'm living for that check uh uh
I'll tell you where the problems be, everyone in poverty
People paranoid, pointing pistols, pollutin' property
Prayers to the most high, we need amazing grace
Instead we go head to head, them demons invade our faith
Thinkin' dollas gone keep us safe? Think again
Can't pick up that money phone when you trapped in the lions den
Comin' up my grandpa told me, boy me these streets is not a game
And it's two places you gon' lay, in the jail or in the grave
Pass the collection plate, this time ain't putting nothin' in
I'm tryna stack, that's a fact, I'm tryna cop that brand new benz
I know I vowed this money wouldn't take control of me mama
But Mr Frank the only one that's selling hope to me mama
Almighty dolla, yeah, almighty dolla
About my dollas can you blame me
And me and you, just want the same thing
Pick up the phone Lord, come and save me
Cause on this earth, I'm going crazy
Almighty dolla, yeah, almighty dolla
Yeah,
Tryna break the chains and free my mind, but I can't let go
Somethin' bout countin this dollar make me feel special
They tell me, go and getcha money get that new bezel
While the angel on my shoulder talking to the devil
You know that you can't take it with you when you die
And even if you could it'll weigh you down when you fly
I know all your people be strugglin', they get it by any means
That dolla won't make you happy, it won't change a thing
But it's your call, I gotchu, hear you loud and clear
But what if rent is due, and I can't make that money just appear
Most these niggas at your door with a pistol to solve the issue
My demons are sacrificial, my sins don't get dismissal
I put my faith in this dolla hope it reciprocates
Tried to put my faith in God but I watched it disintegrate
Section 8 housing, it's barely food on our plate
If you was born with a silver spoon, you can't relate
Almighty dolla, yeah, almighty dolla
About my dollas can you blame me
And me and you, just want the same thing
Pick up the phone Lord, come and save me
Cause on this earth, I'm going crazy
Almighty dolla, yeah, almighty dolla
For the reality is, that in many communities of color
People who've never had money
Have not been taught how to deal with money
And therefore we wind up misusing money
Writer: Nate Richards
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid