Money Don’t Make You Real

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Jackboy - Rap, Trap

Money Don’t Make You Real

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[Intro] Seph got the waves SickDrumz [Chorus] Money don't make you real no, no Money don't make you solid It's about what a nigga got in his heart, not about what's inside of his wallet What you do for yourself, you gotta do for the gang You shouldn't have to ask for help, you can already see the pain They say a close mouth ain't never gettin' fed Only reason he ain't ask 'cause he know what you would've said Money don't make you real no, no Money don't make you solid It's about what a nigga got in his heart, not about what's inside of his wallet What you do for yourself, you gotta do for the gang You shouldn't have to ask for help, you can already see the pain Thеy say a close mouth ain't never gеttin' fed Only reason he ain't ask 'cause he know what you would've said [Verse] What I did for myself, I done done for the gang Not too many could say the same thing Fuck this fame, sometimes I don't even need it It done mess me up when people say they love me, I don't believe it It a mess me up 'cause people say they need me just to use me Nah, bitch, I ain't dumb, it's gon' be hard for you to fool me Nah, bitch, I ain't dumb, you ain't play me by the book Hatin' on my team and your ass gettin' shook Hatin' on my team, we tryna see what's the problem It can't be bought, no racks 'cause we got 'em VVS diamonds, it be easy for 'em to spot 'em Jack keep a Glock, it won't be easy for you to rob him My nigga sellin' hard, he stuck in the trap Instead of sellin' hard, I wish you knew how to rap Instead of bangin' grams up, I rather see you famous Instead of seein' a million busts, they want to see us brainless All them niggas nameless, fuck the opposition Even from the change up, there was no competition Young nigga pimpin', bet i ball like Jordan Dior's on my feet, ran in somethin' foreign This a two seater, but he went deep with his Drac Got to keep a gun, he knee-deep with this hate Nigga caught playin', I'm tryna wet his ass up Broad day his ass, fuck bein' masked up [Chorus] Money don't make you real no, no Money don't make you solid It's about what a nigga got in his heart, not about what's inside of his wallet What you do for yourself, you gotta do for the gang You shouldn't have to ask for help, you can already see the pain They say a close mouth ain't never gettin' fed Only reason he ain't ask 'cause he know what you would've said [Outro] Money don't make you real no, no Money don't make you solid

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