Untitled Song

Cash Religion

 

**(Verse 1)**

Hey money, you got me feelin' divine,

Stackin' green like it's oxygen, I’m on my grind.

Ballin’ hard, never starvin’, these bitches see me shine,

Countin' racks, feelin' blessed, it’s heaven’s design.

 

Money addiction, I’m a fiend for the dough,

Got the hustle in my veins, can’t let it go slow.

Flexin' on these haters, watch me steal the show,

Thug life, in the city where the real ones grow.

 

**(Chorus)**

Cash religion, prayin' to the paper god,

Countin' every blessing, I’m a money squad.

Addicted to the hustle, gotta keep it raw,

Detroit vibes, we go hard, we break the law.

 

**(Verse 2)**

I’m addicted like a junkie, can’t get enough,

Money comin' in waves, this life is rough.

Bitches wanna roll, they love the bling and stuff,

But it’s me and the hustle, that’s my only love.

 

Niggas talkin’ big, but they don’t know the half,

I’m grindin’ every day, I’m the one you can’t laugh.

Stack it tall like a tower, no time for a gaffe,

Money’s my religion, hear the holy cash path.

 

**(Chorus)**

Cash religion, prayin' to the paper god,

Countin' every blessing, I’m a money squad.

Addicted to the hustle, gotta keep it raw,

Detroit vibes, we go hard, we break the law.

 

**(Bridge)**

Keep flexin’, keep stackin’, we don’t play,

In the D, we hustle, that’s the only way.

God on my side, watch my enemies sway,

Addicted to the grind, every single day.

 

**(Outro)**

So if you got the vision, better get that dream,

Money’s all that matters, hear the cash scream.

Thug life, we livin’, makin’ paper supreme,

In this cash religion, we ain’t never gonna lean.