Trip Lee - Cash or Christ lyrics

-Chorus- Forget about the cash, Forget about the clothes Forget about the stash, Forget about the dough Forget about the cars, Forget about the rims Forget about dem stars, Forget about the benz Forget about the big crib, tryna get rich, The big six-fo, plenty dough and tryna sip chrys Forget the cash and chains, that stuff will pa** away And you can't take it wit you to yer after days Most are concerned with the cheddar flow, but dawg I gotta let em know A lot of reasons we should be seeking Jesus instead of dough Instead of mo material things, the j**elry n fame I speak of the Kang, but most ain't feeling me main They would rather let they money stack, tryna get a hundred stack They pockets fat, but they not ready when Christ is coming back If they only knew the real truth about the comin' wrath They would probably race to Him faster than a runnin' back I know the things the cheddar buys, will attract and catch the eyes Instead of ice, it'd be nice, if we would invest in life Instead of all that flashy stuff, tryna get our status up His wrath is just, so if we don't seek Him dawg then we outa luck What good is it to gain the world and in'da end lose ya soul? Its foolish bro, there's a lovin' savior you can truly know I know you seeking satisfaction, you can't find it though Tryna dash for the cash and designer clothes Forget about the cash, Forget about the clothes Forget about the stash, Forget about the dough Forget about the cars, Forget about the rims Forget about dem stars, Forget about the benz Forget about the big crib, tryna get rich, The big six-fo, plenty dough and tryna sip chrys Forget the cash and chains, that stuff will pa** away And you can't take it wit you to yer after days Got money, got whips, got ice Still broke homeboy! No Christ Got a debt to pay, some real heavy wages And the payment for sin is pretty outrageous I seen him park the car, suicide do's Without Christ he walking through a suicide do' The dollar bill say in God we trust Its funny cause money is the only God we trust And she say that she a Christian, but I can't tell She ain't depending on God, she depend on man 1 stack, 2 stack, 3 stack, fo They spent they whole life stacking up dough And when they die not a dimes gone go Now they physically rich, but they spiritually po' And they probably never heard of 1 Corinthians chapter fo' 'Cause they said they can't imagine God's people being po' (whoa) Forget about the cash, Forget about the clothes Forget about the stash, Forget about the dough Forget about the cars, Forget about the rims Forget about dem stars, Forget about the benz Forget about the big crib, tryna get rich, The big six-fo, plenty dough and tryna sip chrys Forget the cash and chains, that stuff will pa** away And you can't take it wit you to yer after days You might want you some change, yeah you might want a crib But tell me where the Bible say that Jesus want us rich? It says we should be content if we got food and clothin' That's the truth and bro, we tripping really being foolish homie We shouldn't put no value on fallin' screens and stylish chrome Even if you saved that stuff can't go with you when you back at home So allow me to encourage you, if you agree the Word is true You can only serve one Master, some of us is serving two 'can't serve God and cash, can't love the world and Christ Put money out ya mind, focus on eternal life 'can't speak from experience, I ain't seen it but I'm betting Treasures of this world ain't nothing next to the ones that's up in Heaven Feel free to store em up, since we found the Lord is just Amazing let us praise Him main and try to give Him more of us Let us live our life with Him, spend our days and nights with Him Ignore the trash the world has to offer and delight in Him Forget about the cash, Forget about the clothes Forget about the stash, Forget about the dough Forget about the cars, Forget about the rims Forget about dem stars, Forget about the benz Forget about the big crib, tryna get rich, The big six-fo, plenty dough and tryna sip chrys Forget the cash and chains, that stuff will pa** away And you can't take it wit you to yer after days