Money Talks to God

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Intro

(Yeah) Money whisper in the dark like a friend, like a sin Say “you need me just to win,” then vanish in the wind Got angels in designer, demons in a Benz Both of ‘em prayin’ for the same dividends

Verse 1

Came from nothin’, saw the hunger in the city lights Mama countin’ pennies just to make the dinner right Dreams feel expensive when the rent due twice Everybody got advice, nobody got a slice Money make ‘em love you, then resent you when you fall It’s the mirror and the wall, it reflect you, that’s all You can chase it, you can hate it, you can fake it, you can stall But without it, they don’t answer when you call

Hook 1

Money ain’t evil, it’s a mirror to your plan It’ll show who you are when it’s resting in your hand It’s the root if you let it grow crooked in the sand But it build what you dream when you make it understand (Understand...)

Verse 2

Had it once, lost it twice, confidence crashed Sudden silence in the crowd that used to clap fast Invested in the wrong ones, thought they’d match my path But greed got a smell that no soul can mask Watched towns grow rich, watched others decay Watched love turn to envy, watched brothers betray Money don’t change the soul, it just pulls the display Show you who was real before the gold got to play

Hook 2

Money’s the root of all trade, not the root of all sin It’s the ink in the deal, it’s the weight of the wind Don’t worship the paper, but don’t fear to begin For it buys you the freedom to stand on your chin

Verse 3

You can bless with it, or break with it, same tool You can build up a school or get played like a fool Sick days come, and the check don’t move Luck hit once, then the lesson prove You can win it in a lotto, lose it in a day You can spend it on your future or waste it in a fade It’s a ghost, it’s a god, it’s a gauge, it’s a blade Don’t chase the money, learn the game it played

Hook 3

Money don’t talk, it listen to design It bend to the hands that respect its line If you treat it like a master, you’ll be bound in time But if you treat it like a student, it’ll build your mind

Bridge

It’s the power and the price, the chain and the key Freedom for some, illusion for the weak Don’t measure a man by the gold on his teeth Measure the wealth in the peace he keep

Chorus

Money ain’t evil, it reflect what you plan It’s the trade, it’s the root, it’s the weight of a man Don’t bow to the master, don’t fear to command Let it serve your purpose, not bury your hand

Outro

(Yeah...) Money talk to God through the hands of man It’s a test, it’s a trust, it’s a part of the plan Count what you give, not what you spend And the cycle might just break again...

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