Gut Puncher (feat. Andy Mineo)

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 (Seems) I can tell you money ain't a thing I can tell you happiness a choice (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