(feat. J Isaac)
The wealth of the wicked in laid up for the righteous,
Give me a stack of that so I can bless the homeless
Add another stack so I can bless the pour
I’m gone turn to my father for some more, thank you Lord!
Verse I
All money and ain’t good money G code
But some money be no money street code
Every dollar bill that’s made we should give a 10th
It’s better to give than to receive, boy that’s in scripture
Times can get so hard that we can’t pay attention
And other times it gets so hard that we can’t do division
But the fact is the Lord he still make provisions
For the chosen few he’s called thru his great commission
Don’t blink a second cause the church is learning kingdom business
Don’t bat ya eye cause if ya do then you can’t be the witness
I hear”em talking about the preacher and how he be getting over
But I don’t hear nothing about the pimp when he be with ya daughter
Something truly wrong the way we processing
Why do we focus on the curse instead of snatch the blessing?
We was never made to wallow in this here recession
We retroactive in our minds like it’s the great depression
The wealth of the wicked in laid up for the righteous,
Give me a stack of that so I can bless the homeless
Add another stack so I can bless the pour
I’m gone turn to my father for some more, thank you Lord!
Verse II
So many people act a fool over assets
They done twisted up the scripture out of context
Love ya neighbor as yourself now that a moral law
To put your neighbor before yourself is to obey the law
Help the widow, feed the homeless and serve the poor
Don’t be so self-centered like sinners the lord ‘will give us more
Money not the master so u dare not serve it
Take cash, make some change then go disburse it
They got their nose turned up like we don’t deserve it
Cause we choose to walk a path of life that’s filled with purpose
The rich is so unhappy they can’t scratch the surface
This word is like rhema to’em they never heard this
But first shall last and last shall be first
With the wealth in reverse
We head not the tails, and we above not beneath
We bout to snatch it from the thief
Bridge
My hood’s in so much pain,
What I got to do to see some change
I’m a go to the book and see what daddy said,
He said if I live righteous,
All the wealth that the wicked has I would have,
So give me them stacks,
And I don’t want a little bit, cause it’s so much to do with it,
So many problems I can fix, the whole hood about to eat man,
No more sleeping in the street man, peep game.
I’ll be grinding hard, to provide some jobs and I’d bless the church
So they’d reach the lost and I’d love the ones that were written off
So they can have so much more
The wealth of the wicked in laid up for the righteous,
Give me a stack of that so I can bless the homeless
Add another stack so I can bless the pour
I’m gone turn to my father for some more, thank you Lord!
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