KB - Rich Forever lyrics

rate me

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 rolling in it

Rolling., rolling

All my dogs they go in

We rolling in it

Rolling, rolling

All my dogs they go in

We rolling in it

But still we can't

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 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, without savings

We got everything in our Savior

And the New Earth is waiting

We just children raising our babies

Trying to 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 you about this

‘til 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 rolling

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 rolling in it

Rolling., rolling

All my dogs they go in

We rolling in it

Rolling, rolling

All my dogs they go in

We rolling in it

But still we can't