Hook x2:
Everybody want a piece of that hundred dollar feel
They put it over love and they wonder why they still
Feelin' empty pockets when their wallets carry bills
If these n***as knew that love'll make em' rich
They would see that the dollar bill ain't never really save a n***a soul
(The dollar bill ain't never saved a soul x3)
J Lyles:
I done reached a new plateau in terms of spreading all this love
Embeded in my head and in my flesh that I'm neglecting setting trust
In any shape, form, or fashion In the bread or in the bucks
I eat by knowing Christ the blessed was shedding in the blood
When I be lookin' back at Adam.. and Eve eating the fruit
We be sinning just as hard when we be fiending for the loot
We be equivalent to Harden.. Houston what troubles you?
We ain't never givin' dimes and never hesitate to shoot
n***as literally k** just to ball “Like Mike”
No McGrady but they greatly drop figures in small time
n***as let a piece of paper encourage their small minds
To k** another person for purposes I find.. retarded
If you really want to feel the love, we got it
But you'll never find it fishin' bucks deep pocket
n***as always want to point a finger at another
‘stead of finding a solution to a problem we started
It all stems from trends we love to present
These quote unquote “bars” and “rappers” we think “lit”
You ain't heard a real stream, naw you ain't heard “Deep” yet
I'm submerged in this love, yes sir I'm sea sick
So let's set the record straight for any n***a tryin' to put me in my place
This plateau I stand upon is far beyond catchin' a case so..
Forget if you don't like me talkin' love over the queso
Love over the cheese and the Morgan Chasin' Pesos
Hook x2:
Everybody want a piece of that hundred dollar feel
They put it over love and they wonder why they still
Feelin' empty pockets when their wallets carry bills
If these n***as knew that love'll make em' rich
They would see that the dollar bill ain't never really save a n***a soul
(The dollar bill ain't never saved a soul x3)
Outro:
These rappers talkin' dollars be really fake
I ain't in it for the prada, so anyways
I been in these waters, like Mickey J
I been tryin spread love and truth through the music
Without any pay
(Love conquers all x8)
Tailor:
Please don't bring that hate upon yo life
Just for all these crooked dollar signs
Take a look around and then you'll see
Thank God his precious love is all we need