Текст песни Bulletproof - Bou

Money don't make you bulletproof and it sure don't make you real
Niggas ask me why I grind so hard for the times I had to steal
I came straight from the bottom I wanna know how designer feels
But that money won't make you bulletproof and it sure don't make you real
Money don't make you bulletproof and it sure don't make you real
Niggas ask me why I grind so hard for the times I had to steal
I want 10 M's in a bank account by the time I write my will
But that money don't make you bulletproof and it sure don't make you real
Get to that money young nigga you shinin
Bought a AP just to check out the timing
Neck full of diamonds you dripping designer
All that distracting the fact that you hiding
Desired acceptance from ones you admire
Thinking your confidence really requires
Approval when you should be focused on grinding
They could care less if you living or dying
I gotta pocket a pocket of evil
Got me enough and brought change outta people
I been the same ain't no change in my ego
It's jealousy making you think we ain't equal
This got you feeling untouchable
You in the trenches uncomfortable
You think the struggle is under you it don't take nothin for someone to pull up and humble you
I played the corner muscled some thousands
I told my mama she still ain't the proudest
She know I barely got housing the music astounding but still I'm here bagging these ounces
Money is power I'm im tryna stay grounded
I wanna stunt on them Niggas that doubted
But Imma stay down In silence I'm counting
Cuz I heard the brokest is usually the loudest
But
Money don't make you bulletproof and it sure don't make you real
Niggas ask me why I grind so hard for the times I had to steal
I came straight from the bottom I wanna know how designer feels
But that money won't make you bulletproof and it sure don't make you real
Money don't make you bulletproof and it sure don't make you real
Niggas ask me why I grind so hard for the times I had to steal
I want 10 M's in a bank account by the time I write my will
But that money don't make you bulletproof and it sure don't make you real
No problem with chasing that dollar just don't put your faith in that dollar my nigga
Stick to your passion the paper gon follow
I promise that money ain't making you solid
I took my name and my face out the drama
Now I can wake up and play with some commas
Be careful they still gonna aim at your noggin
Don't care if you whippin a wraith or impala
Now the bread You wasted Fakin Poppin bottles
Could've sent your baby straight to college
But you'll be fine cuz money ain't a problem
Until you find piranhas in the water
Sad to say we live inside a country
Where people's worth determined by the money
Paper fuels the fake and hides the ugly
The day I'm on, the day they'll start to love me
Money is cool but my purpose is bigger
Shoot for the stars don't flirt with the trigga
They hate when you speaking the truth and you fearless
Fake is surviving they murking the realest
We want a check do whatever to get it
Snake out your man take over his business
You wonder why I be keepin my distance
The ones in position not making a difference
Cuz
Money don't make you bulletproof and it sure don't make you real
Niggas ask me why I grind so hard for the times I had to steal
I came straight from the bottom I wanna know how designer feels
But that money won't make you bulletproof and it sure don't make you real
Money don't make you bulletproof and it sure don't make you real
Niggas ask me why I grind so hard for the times I had to steal
I want 10 M's in a bank account by the time I write my will
But that money don't make you bulletproof and it sure don't make you real