Wontel - The Great Exchange (Currency) lyrics

[Verse 1: Eshon] I'm out here yelling what I need faith for I need to get paid more You gotta bleed if I come to take yours Got the money and the power Dirty money with a shower I'm doing laundry cool as Fonzie What is yours is really ours This is manipulation, humiliation and degradation Playing God and saying to y'all there ain't no Heaven waiting My own emptiness transforms into wickedness Press against you like a pistol with a clip stuck in your hip This is all vanity Ecclesiastics 5:10 In light of all humanity's failure to camouflage sin Love is love to that love come with a slug I gave that trigger a hug cause you wouldn't give up the plug yo Most people murdered by people they know For currency and jealously man that's just how it go And yes even in this state my life He still wanna save it I don't know if these are my chains or the ones I got from the slave ships [Hook: Jeremiah Bligen] He gathered it all trespa**es, transgressions those chains enslave ours souls He took on all the offenses sin has charged and nailed it to the board He brought out peace, he took on shame To give us mercy You took on pain Because you're Able you put on Cain Love for hate, wrath for grace that's that (The Great Exchange) [Verse 2] Yo, the bigger the bag the bigger my respect These blue face hunnids look like they holding they breath I can't let em breathe, I'm stacking can't let em leave What's happening with all these women infatuated with me The money so seductive attracted to what they see Now if i give it all up the far side is where I'll be I mean them pa**ing me by then look at me out on the street If you're a God I can't see how that's something you want for me Why? Why would you want me broke? I mean how could this be? Swear I heard you wanted me to live abundantly Oh you wanted me to have abundance under Thee And find my fortune in your blood and what it's done for me So you saying this nice, round stripper ain't the one for me You mean this syrup in this liquor ain't gon' set me free This information is crucial I'm feeling bamboozled And thinking a gangsta is what I'm supposed to be [Hook] He gathered it all trespa**es, transgressions those chains enslave ours souls He took on all the offenses sin has charged and nailed it to the board He brought out peace, he took on shame To give us mercy You took on pain Because you're Able you put on Cain Love for hate, wrath for grace that's that (The Great Exchange) [Verse 3] Aye yo the power of the dollar not enough for the economy But in the street it hold honor That's why it had me caught up The promise of the paper promised to be my savior Promised to feed my family promised to make me major Promised to keep my fly promised to keep me way up Promised to take me high promised to help me stay up But that promise was a lie cause the paper is a liar Money'll sell us dreams for our nightmares and desires Money make us fiends strung out on that cream Crack head status losing weight and taking things That money say it trust God but we have never seen But we have seen it betray God please let me explain It's not the money it's the love of the mucho dinero Can't get enough of and make our souls say hasta luego Pimping me, robbing my of my soul and all it's divinity Compromised to my love for God was nothing but mere memory that's cold. So cold. Too cold [Hook]