People say that money brings power and control, but when you really love it, it takes over your soul. And even if you have it, it’s never enough, your heart starts closing down, and your mind grows tough. The black book makes it clear so everyone can know: it’s harder for a rich man to ever let go than for a camel walking through a tiny place, the eye of a needle, such a narrow space. It’s not that they can’t, it’s that they don’t want to see that the soul is worth more than the things they keep. Money love, money love, it will promise but steal your peace. Money love, money love, if you chase it, you’ll never be free. Money love, money love, lifts you up just to let you fall. ’Cause the one who loves the gold never wants to give, and even if they could help, that’s not how they live. God looks at the heart, not only what you do, but few will leave it all for compassion and truth. Money love, money love, it will promise but steal your peace. Money love, money love, if you chase it, you’ll never be free. Money love, money love, lifts you up just to let you fall. Money love, money love, it will promise but steal your peace. Money love, money love, if you chase it, you’ll never be free. Money love, money love, lifts you up just to let you fall. Only those who let go of money learn to grow through it all.