Cash or Christ / Fanatics

Lyrics

[Intro: Trip Lee & Lecrae] Forget about the cash, in God we trust Forget about the cash, in God we trust Forget about the cash, in God we trust [Verse 1: Trip Lee] Most are concerned with the cheddar flow, but dawg I gotta let them know A lot of reasons we should be seeking Jesus instead of dough Instead of mo material things, the jewelry and fame I speak of the King, but most ain't feeling me main They would rather let they money stack, trying to 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 coming wrath They would probably race to Him faster than a running 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, trying to get our status up His wrath is just, so if we don't seek Him dawg then we out of luck What good is it to gain the world and in the end lose your soul? It's foolish bro, there's a loving Savior you can truly know I know you seeking satisfaction, you can't find it though Trying to dash for the cash and designer clothes [Hook: Trip Lee] 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 the stars, Forget about the benz Forget about the big crib, trying to get rich, the big 6-4 plenty dough and trying to sip chrys Forget the cash and chains, that stuff will pass away And you can't take it with you to your after days [Verse 2: Lecrae] Got money, got whips, got ice Still broke homeboy, no Christ Got a debt to pay, some real heavy wages And the payment for his sin is pretty outrageous I seen him park the car, suicide doors Without Christ he walking through a suicide door The dollar bill say in God we trust It's funny cause money is the only god we trust She say that she a Christian, but I can't tell She ain't depending on God, she depend on mail Count 'em 1 stack, 2 stack, 3 stack, 4 They spent they whole life stacking up dough And when they die not a dimes gon' go Now they physically rich, but they spiritually poor And they probably never heard of 1 Corinthians chapter 4 Cause they said they can't imagine God's people being poor [Hook 2: Lecrae] I'm a F-A-N-A-T-I-C, I rep Christ til I D-I-E I'm not extreme, I'm redeemed with faith I serve a God who is extremely great, I'm fanatic I'm redeemed, I'm redeemed I'm not extreme, I'm redeemed with faith I serve a God who is extremely great, I'm fanatic [Verse 3: Trip Lee] You can't serve God and cash, can't love the world and Christ Put the money out ya mind, focus on eternal life I 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 them 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 lives with Him, spend our days and nights with Him Ignore the trash the world has to offer and delight in Him [Hook: Trip Lee] 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 the stars, forget about the Benz Forget about the big crib, trying to get rich, the big 6-4 plenty dough and trying to sip chrys Forget the cash and chains, that stuff will pass away And you can't take it with you to your after days