Color Money (feat. Black Nowledge)
We was broke
And we was starving
So I cried prayed to God about Our problems
What he send us
Color money
Kids was hungry now they eating
Color money
We all eating ain't no beefing Color money
Leave it to me we gone keep that Color money
Clothes on my back shoes on my Feet from color money
I'm not saying that money is god
But it's odd how the things that We pray for we pay for feeling like I said enough they think that I should say more
I was broke out of mind
Ready to bomb like a claymore
Now for the prize I'm Hawkeye
Like I'm Bazemore
Money never be god
But it's strange
How things involving change Meets change involving change
I try to be concerned with things From this earth
But my spirit telling me get it
It was in me since my birth
Witness what reveal as
Instrumental what we admitting Is rhythm
Same thing that will pay for Christmas
Aquittin' them killas
Its the skrilla all day
And even weekends
Seen a nigga doing 20 not on a Yard day
I seen a nigga counting 20 all 10s
He took it the long way
When I seen that shit I said ball Game
We was broke
And we was starving
So I cried prayed to God about Our problems
What he send us
Color money
Kids was hungry now they eating
Color money
We all eating ain't no beefing Color money
Leave it to me we gone keep that Color money
Clothes on my back shoes on my Feet from color money
Just because you agree with me Don't make you a yes man
Let's agree to meet on the center Like chest past
Take a bet that I'm both god and Flesh man I'm sayin'
Ankh in my right million dollar Check in my left hand
Admire our desires
Pay the weedman to keep us Higher
But it's funny because my Consequences don't jet lag
Cash king credit queen
But god Above All
And what he set to help us it Vary in things
It used to be you got too tall to be Wearing them jeans
Now my money got too tall it be tearing through seams
You say you think I'm Misinformed I
I don't care what you think
I'm jus' tellin you what god be using That's rescuing me
We was broke
And we was starving
So I cried prayed to God about Our problems
What he send us
Color money
Kids was hungry now they eating
Color money
We all eating ain't no beefing Color money
Leave it to me we gone keep that Color money
Clothes on my back shoes on my Feet from color money
And we was starving
So I cried prayed to God about Our problems
What he send us
Color money
Kids was hungry now they eating
Color money
We all eating ain't no beefing Color money
Leave it to me we gone keep that Color money
Clothes on my back shoes on my Feet from color money
I'm not saying that money is god
But it's odd how the things that We pray for we pay for feeling like I said enough they think that I should say more
I was broke out of mind
Ready to bomb like a claymore
Now for the prize I'm Hawkeye
Like I'm Bazemore
Money never be god
But it's strange
How things involving change Meets change involving change
I try to be concerned with things From this earth
But my spirit telling me get it
It was in me since my birth
Witness what reveal as
Instrumental what we admitting Is rhythm
Same thing that will pay for Christmas
Aquittin' them killas
Its the skrilla all day
And even weekends
Seen a nigga doing 20 not on a Yard day
I seen a nigga counting 20 all 10s
He took it the long way
When I seen that shit I said ball Game
We was broke
And we was starving
So I cried prayed to God about Our problems
What he send us
Color money
Kids was hungry now they eating
Color money
We all eating ain't no beefing Color money
Leave it to me we gone keep that Color money
Clothes on my back shoes on my Feet from color money
Just because you agree with me Don't make you a yes man
Let's agree to meet on the center Like chest past
Take a bet that I'm both god and Flesh man I'm sayin'
Ankh in my right million dollar Check in my left hand
Admire our desires
Pay the weedman to keep us Higher
But it's funny because my Consequences don't jet lag
Cash king credit queen
But god Above All
And what he set to help us it Vary in things
It used to be you got too tall to be Wearing them jeans
Now my money got too tall it be tearing through seams
You say you think I'm Misinformed I
I don't care what you think
I'm jus' tellin you what god be using That's rescuing me
We was broke
And we was starving
So I cried prayed to God about Our problems
What he send us
Color money
Kids was hungry now they eating
Color money
We all eating ain't no beefing Color money
Leave it to me we gone keep that Color money
Clothes on my back shoes on my Feet from color money
Credits
Writer(s): Delbert Mcfolley
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