KB - Rich Forever lyrics

Silver and gold, silver and gold Last year man I made more money than I ever made in my life Granted, it wasn't really that much cause we never had much Just enough was enough for the guys Jump in the truck, take a ride And I went a bought a crib with my bride It was a crib without a baby in it Me and KB-J in the back y'all when I get back Then we back to the back car, when I'm back to the start Hold up, I remember That empty fridge apartment with no power in it Still to God, we will turn power steering Your money's too cheap to fund my joy We had that work you can't employ I roll in We had that work you can't employ We roll in We had that work Boy we got treasure, we'll be rich forever Look they can have it all Let that money fall But when it's all said and done We'll still be countin' (we'll still be countin') We'll still be countin' (still be countin') We Rolling in it Roll in, Roll in All my Dawgs they go in We Rolling in it Roll in, Roll in All my Dawgs they go in We rolling in it But still we can't Aye, I know a girl down on Wall Street, climbing to the top She said Christ came and broke her You know he a beast with the stocks When you still making knots And you're not gonna flaunt How they not gonna not But she don't care about what they're about, she coulda got a yacht But she stay giving her money to the mission on the block Now that's amazing! Gave His life (light) so we gave up ours, Daylight savings Silver and Gold It's good so we tried to make it Since our treasure's in heaven We cheerfully gave it No envy, that's Vegas Content G, with out savings We got everything in our Savior And the New Earth is waiting We just children raising our babies Tryna win the city, Chicago Better get what I'm on You are not what you bring home Be rich in good works Cause that's what you bring home In the face of heaven's gates Mr. Gates estate's debase and break like paper plates I'm down, tell ya bout this Till we got a bigger house but the same sized coffin People at the top feeling like they at the bottom and that's probably why the rich are more likely suicidal Silver and gold's too low for the soul They want a Jesus piece when he died for the whole What is this love and mercy, grace, forgiveness? We'll be in eternity still counting our riches We had that work you can't employ We roll in We had that work Boy we got treasure, we'll be rich forever Look they can have it all Let that money fall But when it's all said and done We'll still be countin' (we'll still be countin') We'll still be countin' (still be countin') We Rolling in it Roll in, Roll in All my Dawgs they go in We Rolling in it Roll in, Roll in All my Dawgs they go in We rolling in it But still we can't