Yeah Yeah All the money I was stacking Was Becoming fake idols All the woman that I messed with Was becoming idols Everything thing I done before you Was becoming fake idols Fake Idols, fake idols Every since I was baby All I wanted was Mercedes Trying to make a couple bands Live my life until I’m 80 I got way to many problems Guess I’m tired of being tired Pray to God like every night Please provide all my desires All of these things Gonna lead to death Adam and even Until you out of breath I got this feeling right in my chest If you don’t believe, then just be my guest Back in Brazil, feeling like a jungle You gonna Stumble if you alone Lord Jesus come please save me Answer me like phone home I was Living from Check to check to check to check Until the day I quit And began to flex to flex to flex to flex Dropping bombs like I’m Funk flex finesse, finesse You don’t even wanna know What’s coming back right after the next, the next, the next Yeah All the money I was stacking Was Becoming fake idols All the woman that I messed with Was becoming idols Everything thing I done before you Was becoming fake idols Fake Idols, fake idols All the money I was stacking Was Becoming fake idols All the woman that I messed with Was becoming idols Everything thing I done before you Was becoming fake idols Fake Idols, fake idols I don’t measure to the standards Of this broken broken planet Maybe if I hit up Elon I can rocked it up to Saturn Every since the fall from Adam We got banished from the kingdom Until the day that we met Jesus And his word became our wisdom So lord let your kingdom come Let your will be done, ay Forgive us our sins Lead us not to temptation, ay Give daily all our bread Hallow be thy name, uh Lord Jesus you are the king Nobody’s the same Have it to say it clear So everybody understand I’m not here for the applause But saves soul, that’s the plan So if I ever have to break it down God passed around his own body Drink from the source of all life Then spread the message from God All the money I was stacking Were Becoming fake idols All the woman that I messed with Were becoming idols Everything thing I done before you Was becoming fake idols Fake Idols, fake idols All the money I was stacking Was Becoming fake idols All the woman that I messed with Was becoming idols Everything thing I done before you Was becoming fake idols Fake Idols, fake idols You talk about your money You talk about your car You talk about your house You talk about your possessions You talk, talk, talk, talk, talk About the stuff you have And never about Christ Because you know who your God is The stuff you have And you’re really glad you got it So either you place God before everything else Or you will remain worshipping fake idols