作曲 : Gabriel Azucena/William Barefield Money, *** and power, are good What? You want me to listen to who? I don't know, I used to like Trip Lee when he first came out Now I'm feelin' like he be actin' like money is a sin or something I don't know, what he talkin' 'bout now? Let me get this off my chest, I know some folks gon' be mad Ain't tryna start no mess, but I know how folks gon' react Feel I gotta strive and press, tell 'em what I mean till they see that They think I got a problem, with dollars, and makin' green cash But money really ain't the problem, every grand is a grant from the Father When I said we can't serve both God and cash many folks thought I meant "Don't bother" But I ain't sayin' makin' money ain't right, I'm just sayin' that your money ain't Christ Please don't bow down to the greenback and let them stacks rule your life Ain't tryna say you shouldn't get paid, I ain't tryna say that we should stay broke But money don't mean you got favor, bein' broke don't mean that you don't Money is a gift that's good, give it to the Father, to the giver I've been misunderstood but I trust in the God who deliver Please don't miss the problem, mayne it is not the God who reigns It is not the gifts He gave, this is what I gotta say, say Don't exalt them over the God we praise You can't really enjoy Him till your heart's replaced The gifts and the Giver of good The gifts and the Giver of good The gifts and the Giver of good Your heart is where the problem's at, let's get that understood I got something on my mind, bro some folks might not like that Feel like it's about that time to hit 'em with the Truth where that light's at But still some folks wanna fight that, 'cause hand that feeds wanna bite that ' Cause they think it's pleasin', it's makin' demons of all that He made but despite that He grants good gifts like ***, I ain't tryna start no messin' I don't wanna get graphic with all the fact cause He gave it so we could be blessed Please don't, act like I'm gone, please don't, just say I'm wrong, just stay Confident in the Word, you'll see, that He condones it *** ain't the problem, it's sinners who just forgot Him Distortin', corrupt like Soddom, the gifts, they want 'em without Him It's beautiful in it's proper place, marriage, until we pop it up And turn our footsteps from His face, and then we problem We don't miss the problem, mayne it is not the God who reigns It is not the gifts He gave, this is what I gotta say, say Don't exalt them over the God we praise You can't really enjoy Him till your heart's replaced The gifts and the Giver of good The gifts and the Giver of good The gifts and the Giver of good Your heart is where the problem's at, let's get that understood (You gotta explain) Last, verse still gotta be real, submit my thoughts under His will Even if it ain't really what I feel, gotta let Him take that, take that wheel Last thing to talk about, before end of discussion I heard power corrupts, no it just shows our corruption But power's really a blessing, to meet it, to resurrection And build it to help this mess up, of world in which we're restin', mayne Our heart's the issue so submit it to the good Lord He will replace it, what you think we call Him good for? We don't miss the problem, mayne it is not the God who reigns It is not the gifts He gave, this is what I gotta say, say Don't exalt them over the God we praise You can't really enjoy Him till your heart's replaced The gifts and the Giver of good The gifts and the Giver of good The gifts and the Giver of good Your heart is where the problem's at, let's get that understood Ok, ok, I think I got what he talkin' 'bout now It ain't that money, power and *** are the problem It's that something is wrong with my lil', my own lil' heart I don't know, we'll see, still think that man trippin'
作曲 : Gabriel Azucena/William Barefield Money, *** and power, are good What? You want me to listen to who? I don't know, I used to like Trip Lee when he first came out Now I'm feelin' like he be actin' like money is a sin or something I don't know, what he talkin' 'bout now? Let me get this off my chest, I know some folks gon' be mad Ain't tryna start no mess, but I know how folks gon' react Feel I gotta strive and press, tell 'em what I mean till they see that They think I got a problem, with dollars, and makin' green cash But money really ain't the problem, every grand is a grant from the Father When I said we can't serve both God and cash many folks thought I meant "Don't bother" But I ain't sayin' makin' money ain't right, I'm just sayin' that your money ain't Christ Please don't bow down to the greenback and let them stacks rule your life Ain't tryna say you shouldn't get paid, I ain't tryna say that we should stay broke But money don't mean you got favor, bein' broke don't mean that you don't Money is a gift that's good, give it to the Father, to the giver I've been misunderstood but I trust in the God who deliver Please don't miss the problem, mayne it is not the God who reigns It is not the gifts He gave, this is what I gotta say, say Don't exalt them over the God we praise You can't really enjoy Him till your heart's replaced The gifts and the Giver of good The gifts and the Giver of good The gifts and the Giver of good Your heart is where the problem's at, let's get that understood I got something on my mind, bro some folks might not like that Feel like it's about that time to hit 'em with the Truth where that light's at But still some folks wanna fight that, 'cause hand that feeds wanna bite that ' Cause they think it's pleasin', it's makin' demons of all that He made but despite that He grants good gifts like ***, I ain't tryna start no messin' I don't wanna get graphic with all the fact cause He gave it so we could be blessed Please don't, act like I'm gone, please don't, just say I'm wrong, just stay Confident in the Word, you'll see, that He condones it *** ain't the problem, it's sinners who just forgot Him Distortin', corrupt like Soddom, the gifts, they want 'em without Him It's beautiful in it's proper place, marriage, until we pop it up And turn our footsteps from His face, and then we problem We don't miss the problem, mayne it is not the God who reigns It is not the gifts He gave, this is what I gotta say, say Don't exalt them over the God we praise You can't really enjoy Him till your heart's replaced The gifts and the Giver of good The gifts and the Giver of good The gifts and the Giver of good Your heart is where the problem's at, let's get that understood (You gotta explain) Last, verse still gotta be real, submit my thoughts under His will Even if it ain't really what I feel, gotta let Him take that, take that wheel Last thing to talk about, before end of discussion I heard power corrupts, no it just shows our corruption But power's really a blessing, to meet it, to resurrection And build it to help this mess up, of world in which we're restin', mayne Our heart's the issue so submit it to the good Lord He will replace it, what you think we call Him good for? We don't miss the problem, mayne it is not the God who reigns It is not the gifts He gave, this is what I gotta say, say Don't exalt them over the God we praise You can't really enjoy Him till your heart's replaced The gifts and the Giver of good The gifts and the Giver of good The gifts and the Giver of good Your heart is where the problem's at, let's get that understood Ok, ok, I think I got what he talkin' 'bout now It ain't that money, power and *** are the problem It's that something is wrong with my lil', my own lil' heart I don't know, we'll see, still think that man trippin'
