Last time I checked I still got debt
but what’s it really mean?
I’m still myself
My soul is wealthier
Than anything
Over thinking
Over thinking
Bout it too much
Over paying
For the gold rush
We don’t take much to the grave
So tell me why spend these lives
Working so hard for the wage
None of it matters
So take my money
Just take my home
Go take it all away
Take my problems
Just take my ghosts
Go take my memory
No price I pay
Could blind my faith
So take my money
My problems
My fears
Before they manifest
Im still grateful for the Sunday’s at the church on the rock
My homie Darren used come until he fell to the block
Slinging leaves to the trees
Man the money could talk
The homie Grindz went to jail
then we all had to stop
And take stock
Cus life in hilltop
Wasn’t even safe from the cops
Pa**ing blunts in the lot of the AMC 12, pastor blunt preached a sermon how we all going to hell
Give your dollars up to Jesus 10% of your wealth
The price of heaven isn’t cheap but it sure does sell
The price of heaven isn’t cheap but it sure does sell
So take my money
Just take my home
Go take it all away
No price I pay
Could blind my faith
So take my money
My problems
My fears
Before they manifest
And as those Saturday’s waste away
I wonder why
I spent my daze in a haze
Caught in a lie
There’s no denying I was tryna find
Some piece of mind
I even tried to take my own life
One time
With no exaggerating I was suffocating
Only 18 but with enough hating
But there was something in my heart that couldn’t keep wait no more
I nearly shut my own doors before
They really opened my mom was back home almost done hoping scared her boy would come back with his mind broken, but listen clearly cause I’m not joking
This is a token of my love to you
This is what I been through
But it ain’t about what we been through
It’s what we get through
Take my money my problems my thoughts my thoughts my thoughts my thoughts