Money Maketh Man, Pt. 1 Lyrics

Now

By the time I'm done with my sermon, I hope

My congregation would come to understand that

Man is lost, man is corrupt

Man has forsaken their Heavenly Father, The Creator

Replaced him with a new man made god

Now, the question is who is this savior

Who is this new god they have

One hunnid ones

One thousand tens

Ten thousand hunnids

You can't tell me nothing

Ain't you asking me why

A million is something

I put a slug in a opp

Houdini the scene

Give a band to the cops

And they didn't see anything

Ain't you asking me why

A million is something, a million is something

Aye, aye

Bands will make her dance, bands will make her dance

Bands will make her dance, bands will make her dance

Love will bring her peace but bands will make her dance

So check

I want fabrics that's tailor made

Collar with lipstick stains

People claim to be saints when I tell 'em about my dreams saying

"It don't by happiness"

I don't believe you bro

For the guy that told you this

That nigga isn't broke

I'm tired of window shopping

I need a different plan

But will material wealth make you a better man

Aye, don't like the way you talking

For your noggin they coming

Put up twenty hunnid

It barely nicked my budget

Luxury and fame

Money and that power

The elements that fuel all that human desire

Don't take a little trip down that path of envy

Once you're in it too deep, where there's fire

Check this, God made man who then made paper after

Man got confused on who was truly master

Then this confusion brought about imbalance

Poor had valid points but being Rich could mean your points are valid

The conflicts of Misogynists and the Feminists

I don't deal with broke hoes, broke niggas can't hit

In that era dominated by the Generation Z

Who gives a damn about your looks when money makes you sexy

One hunnid ones

One thousand tens

Ten thousand hunnids

You can't tell me nothing

Ain't you asking me why

A million is something

I put a slug in a opp

Houdini the scene

Give a band to the cops

And they didn't see anything

Ain't you asking me why

A million is something, a million is something