Gut Puncher

Yeah, uh

Why you so mad, homie? (Yeah)

Always say what you have, homie (Yeah)

You got the cash, you got the bag

You got the pad, you got the packs

Your whip is fast, your chick is bad, you don't have to brag, homie

I been listening closely

Lately you sounding upset

It seem like your life is a mess

I can tell that you depressed

You got all of these regrets by the people you left

Always chasing a check, let it hang 'round yo neck

Can't believe what it says and diamonds and all them designs you decidin' to put in your fashion

They gotta be pressured, gotta be feeling the wreck

Becoming obsessed with success, I look at you and now I know that I'm blessed

The game is a test, sometimes more is less and you more or less too stressed

You got power now with no common ground with anyone around, now that's death (Huh?)

I can tell you fame ain't what it seems

I can tell you money ain't a thing

I can tell you happiness a choice

I can tell you the importance of your voice

Money is numbers and numbers don't mend

Happiness come from your family and friends

Meaning in life is now riding a trend, most people looking for where to begin

They glorifying the guns and the drugs

I'm trying to show you the light and the love

I'm looking back at the things that I've done

Mama is proud about who I've become

Money is numbers and numbers don't mend

Happiness come from your family and friends

Meaning in life is now riding a trend, most people looking for where to begin

They glorifying the guns and the drugs

I'm trying to show you the light and the love

I'm looking back at the things that I've done

Mama is proud about who I've become

Take my name

Take my shine

Waste my money, not my time

Live my life by design

Walk by faith, not by sight

Look, the crazy thing about having something is now you have something to lose

I remember as a young rapper I ain't have nothing, I was on the move

Trying to turn these little raps to a little cash, but who woulda knew

I'd have a couple plaques, couple hundred racks, still feel like something that I've got to prove

Look, I could tell you how to seal it all up

How to make you feel like you've never got enough

You scroll through the phone and you feel so alone

So you close it and open it right back up, that's addiction

Tyrone [?] with the itching

Don't you get lost in the fiction

'Cause on the 'Gram, they looking like dang

Real life you think they magicians

Got to be hungry, never be thirsty, know the difference (Know the difference)

Know your self-worth is not your net-worth, God my witness (God my witness)

Time isn't money, time is everything on my wish list

So you tell me what rich is

It's always a bigger pound of bigger fishes

I can tell you fame ain't what it seems

I can tell you money ain't a thing

I can tell you happiness a choice

I can tell you the importance of your voice