Not Mine

Hundred grand in my pocket

But it’s not mine

He said to spend it on his people

Like it’s all mine

He said I’m coming in the future

Player make me proud

Show me what your made of

Don’t stuff it down

these talents that you have

Bring the biggest crown

tailored every Jean

For the upper hand

Everything you touch

Ends up made of gold

Wisdom in the sheets

Of them open scrolls

He said open up their eyes

Cuz your on a roll

Gotta find a way

Gotta fight the scroll

Everybody loses

They don’t know the toll

The wages of sin is death

Till you and yours

take your last breath

You’ll be stacking up piles

Hiding your files

Locking desires

In piles of fires

There’s a Mill in my pocket

But it’s not mine

spend it on the people

Like the last time

faithful with his money

Keep my wife fed

Money in my pocket for

the homeless

Even more ready for

The broken

be my hand

Be my feet

Take my cup

Take my life

Fill me up

With your power

So when their close

They feel your love

When they come

You’ll fill their cup

With the everlasting water

Coming straight from the father