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Jackboy

Money Don't Make You Real

 

Money Don't Make You Real

(album: Jackboy 2 - 2021)


Seph got the waves

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 got to 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 getting feed
Only reason he ain't ask 'cause he know what you'd 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 got to 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 getting feed
Only reason he ain't ask 'cause he know what you'd said

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 a 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 a book
Hating on my team and your ass getting shook
Hating on my team, we tryna see what's the problem
Can't be bought, no rest 'cause we got 'em
VVS diamonds, it be easy for them to spot 'em
Jack keep a Glock, it won't be easy for you to rob him
My nigga say it's hard, he stuck in the trap
Instead of selling hard, I wish you knew how to rap
Instead of banging grounds up, I rather see you famous
Instead of seeing a million bucks, they want to see us brainless
All them niggas nameless, fuck the oppositions
Even from the change up, there was no competition
Young nigga pimping, bear a ball like Jordan
Dior's on my feet, ran in something foreign
This a two seater, but he went deek with his Drac
Got to keep a gun, he went deep with this hate
Lil' compo, I'm tryna wake his ass up
Broad day his ass, fuck tryna be masked up

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 got to 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 getting feed
Only reason he ain't ask 'cause he know what you'd said

Money don't make you real no, no
Money don't make you solid

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