Lyrics Cash or Christ / Fanatics - Lecrae , Trip Lee , 116

Forget about the cash
(In God we trust)
Forget about the cash
(In God we trust)
Forget about the cash
(In God we trust)
Forget about the cash
(In God we trust)
Forget about the cash
(In God we trust)
Forget about the cash
(In God we trust)
Forget about the cash
(In God we trust)
Forget about the cash
(In God we trust)

Most' concerned with the cheddar flow, but dawg I gotta let em know
A lot of reasons we should be seeking Jesus instead of dough
Instead of mo' material things, the jewelry n fame
I speak of the Kang, but most ain't feelin' me maybe
They'd rather let they money stack, tryna get a hunnet 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'd would prolly race to em faster than a running back
I know the things 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, tryna get our status up
His wrath is just, so if we don't seek Him dawg then we outta luck
What good is it to gain the world and then lose your soul?
Its foolish bro
There's a loving Savior you can truly know
I know you seeking satisfaction, you can't find it tho
Tryna dash for the cash and designer clothes

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, tryna get rich
The big six-fo, plenty dough and tryna sip chrys
Forget the cash and chains, that stuff will pass away
And ya can't take it with ya to your afterdays

Got money, got whips, got ice
Still broke homeboy? Know Christ
Got a debt to pay, some real heavy wages
And the payment for sin is pretty outrageous
I seen him park the car, suicide doors
Without Christ he walkin through a suicide door
The dollar bills say "In God We Trust"
It's funny cuz money is the only god he trusts

Ay she say she a Christian, but I can't tell
She ain't depending on God, she depend on man
Count em, 1 stack
2 stack
3 stack
They spent they whole stacking up dough
And when they die not a dime gonna go
Now they physically rich, but they spiritually po'
Cuz they said they can't imagine God's people being po'

I'm a F-A-N-A-T-I-C
(Fanatic)
I rep Christ til i D-I-E
(Fanatic)
I'm not extreme, I'm redeemed with faith
I serve a God who's extremely great
I'm a fanatic
I'm a F-A-N-A-T-I-C
(Fanatic)
I rep Christ til i D-I-E
(Fanatic)
I'm not extreme, I'm redeemed
I'm redeemed
I'm redeemed
I'm redeemed
I'm redeemed
I'm redeemed
I'm a F-A-N-A-T-I-C
(Fanatic)
I rep Christ til i D-I-E
(Fanatic)
I'm not extreme, I'm redeemed with faith
I serve a God who's extremely great
I'm a fanatic!

Can't serve God and cash, can't love the world and Christ
With money out ya mind, focus on eternal life
Can't speak from experence, I ain't seen it but I'm betting treasures of this world ain't nothing next to the ones in heaven
Feel free to store em 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 life with Him
Spend our days and nights with Him
Ignore the trash the world has to offer and delight in Him

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, tryna get rich
The big six-fo, pleanty dough and tryna sip chrys
Forget the cash and chains, that stuff will pass away
And ya can't take it with ya to your afterdays