Money

Yo, money, money, money,pullin’ the strings

Got ‘em chasin’ paper, dreamin’ of the bling

Think they’re the boss, at the top of the game

But the green’s the master, controllin’ their brain

Stackin’ it high, a never-endin’ chase

Sacrificin’ it all, a pitiful disgrace

In the end, it’s gone, into someone else’s hands

Can’t take it with you, cant make it

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Knowledge]

greed's the virus, spreadin' like fire

Consumin' souls, a sinister desire

They set the pace, the ultimate goal

Material wealth, controllin' the soul

We follow suit, lost in the game

Trapped in the cycle, chasing paper every day

Yo, mo money you make your status grows, full of pride

Flaunt the paper, but lost inside

More they make, more they buy

Empty souls, they wonder why

The emptiness inside gets amplified

They learn peace is something money cant buy.

Yo, the irony, it’s a twisted joke

The less you got, the lighter the your yoke

The poor appreciate, the simple things

‘Cause they know the struggle, life’s hard stings

We’re all the same, beneath the skin

Greed can consume, the endless sin?

It’s not ‘bout the cash, it’s ‘bout the heart

True wealth,are the free things given by God

Yo, chasin’ paper, a fool’s delight

Forgettin’ the real, losin’ the fight

Flashy cars, designer clothes, a fake facade

True wealth our family given to us by God.

A tight embrace, a knowing look

Shared laughter, a heartfelt read book

Simple joys, priceless and pure

A love so deep, it will always endure

So let’s break free, from the material chain

Find true peace, a different plane

Let’s prioritize love, a worthwhile prize

Cherish the moments, open your eyes

Forget the paper chase, the fleeting gain

Focus on family, love,your find the highest gains

Yo, money, money, money,pullin’ the strings

Got ‘em chasin’ paper, dreamin’ of the bling

Think they’re the boss, at the top of the game

But the green’s the master, controllin’ their brain

Yo, money’s a tool, a necessity’s need

To pay the bills,food thing to be remedied

But it ain’t the money, that's root of all evil

It’s the love of money, a selfish ideal

Greed consumes, it will tear you apart

Tearin’ souls to pieces, family’s broken heart

So let’s break free, from the material chain

Find true peace, in the little things

Let’s prioritize our love ones, a worthwhile prize

Cherish the moments, open your eyes

Forget the chase, the fleeting gains

Focus on family where our true wealth remains

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