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Silver and gold, silver and goldLast year man I made more money than I ever made in my lifeGranted, it wasn't really that much cause we never had muchJust enough was enough for the guysJump in the truck, take a rideAnd I went a bought a crib with my brideIt was a crib without a baby in itMe and KB-J in the back y'all when I get backThen we back to the back car, when I'm back to the startHold up, I rememberThat empty fridge apartment with no power in itStill to God, we will turn power steeringYour money's too cheap to fund my joyWe had that work you can't employI roll inWe had that work you can't employWe roll inWe had that workBoy we got treasure, we'll be rich foreverLook they can have it allLet that money fallBut when it's all said and doneWe'll still be countin' (we'll still be countin')We'll still be countin' (still be countin')SongtexteWe Rolling in itRoll in, Roll inAll my Dawgs they go inRoll in, Roll inAll my Dawgs they go inRoll in, Roll inAll my Dawgs they go inWe rolling in it, but still we can'tAye, I know a girl down on Wall Street, climbing to the topShe said Christ came and broke herYou know he a beast with the stocksWhen you still making knotsAnd you're not gonna flauntHow they not gonna notBut she don't care about what they're about, she coulda got a yachtBut she stay giving her money to the mission on the blockNow that's amazing!Gave His life (light) so we gave up ours, Daylight savingsSilver and GoldIt's good so we tried to make itSince our treasure's in heavenWe cheerfully gave itNo envy, that's VegasContent G, with out savingsWe got everything in our SaviorAnd the New Earth is waitingWe just children raising our babiesTryna win the city, ChicagoBetter get what I'm onYou are not what you bring homeBe rich in good worksCause that's what you bring homeIn the face of heaven's gatesMr. Gates estate's debase and break like paper platesI'm down, tell ya bout thisTill we got a bigger house but the same sized coffinPeople at the top feeling like they at the bottom and that's probably why the rich are more likely suicidalSilver and gold's too low for the soulThey want a Jesus piece when he died for the wholeWhat is this love and mercy, grace, forgiveness?We'll be in eternity still counting our richesWe had that work you can't employWe roll inWe had that workBoy we got treasure, we'll be rich foreverLook they can have it allLet that money fallBut when it's all said and doneWe'll still be countin' (we'll still be countin')We'll still be countin' (still be countin')We Rolling in itRoll in, Roll inAll my Dawgs they go inRoll in, Roll inAll my Dawgs they go inRoll in, Roll inAll my Dawgs they go inWe rolling in it, but still we can't Aus Songtexte Mania