Letras
Yeah
Two masters
Choose one
No middle ground
No half way run
One feed greed one feed faith
One print paper one print grace
Let's talk facts
Chasin that bag like freedom inside
Sold my time just to feed my pride
All seeing eye on the dollar sign
They worship ink I worship design
Clock in scroll feed the beast
Bought by debt call it peace
Fake rich fake faith fake shine
Price tag soul for a temporary line
Who mint that mint not YAHUAH
Babylon bank got the world on jaw
They brand it trust but that print gon fade
I'm talkin eternity covenant made
Direct deposit direct control
Digits rise but the spirit low
Work all week still feel owned
Paid in paper taxed in soul
Loan on the house note on the breath
Interest eat till it starve what's left
Call it success I call it theft
Smile on the feed quiet death
No one can serve two masters
You'll hate one love the other
Pick your side truth or paper
Two masters same choice new age
Scroll or Scripture stage or cage
They print lies He write light
Pick that side before midnight
Two masters hearts on trial
Truth cut deep no denial
YAHUAH reign no gray climb
Serve the King or serve the dime
They said hustle hard I did that race
Chased that bag forgot His face
Now I'm back like prodigal flame
Pocket empty but faith got gain
Every stream got a hidden string
Followers bow where the idols sing
I don't need plaques I need peace
Treasure in heaven don't need receipts
Say less stop cappin repent quick
Obedience hit different legit
Credit score social rank
Worth assigned by a blinking bank
Trending now gone by dawn
Soul still thirsty moving on
Every ad say you deserve
While they drain you nerve by nerve
If your worth rise when your income do
Ask who really ruling you
He that trusts in riches shall fall
But the righteous shall flourish like a leaf
That's real growth
For where your treasure is your heart gon live
If your wallet louder than your worship
Then greed your god no ad lib
Facts
Audit the heart check the books
Who you serve when nobody look
If the blessing come with a chain
That ain't favor that's quiet pain
Rich or broke same spirit of chase
Faith in the bag make you lose His face
All that grind just to die with stuff
Missed that joy cause the greed too rough
Babylon fall stocks crash down
Kingdom rise crown to crown
I'm done tryna flex what fade
Heard that call yeah I stayed
No split love no double bind
One truth left renew your mind
The love of money is the root of all evil
Some wandered from faith pierced with grief
Choose the Kingdom not the green
Two masters two roads one flame
World want fame I want His Name
Paper burn but glory remain
YAHUAH wealth don't run game
Two calls ring answer clear
One in truth one in fear
We The Assembly set in line
Serve the King or serve the dime
Barak YAHUAH
Rumamu YAHUAH
Don't believe us fact check truth
Drop Kingdom Over Currency in the booth
Two masters one throne one proof