Artist: Poke Chop Album: Money Can't Save You (Single) Song: Money Can't Save You Typed by: @ThaHoodHomie VERSE 1: I been broke Then I got money Went back broke Got more money Ended up broke again Went back to the money I know how to hustle can't take that from me I learned how to stack when I had them children When kids don't eat I know the feeling My mama had 3 in a small apartment building Some days we had meals, some days we didn't Some days we had to heat the house with oven Boiled the water on the stove, threw it in the tub and Washed up and went half clean out in public I didn't feel disgusting, a nigga felt disgusted I did my studies in the streets, money was the subject I learned how to get it, not keep it No budget I met plenty niggas in the streets like me Who don't grind to be free but grind for Nikes Despite all the errors, niggas straight terrors We come from the harshest situations in the area We the modern day savages of this era And just cause you rich a nigga won't spare ya That check don't mean shit to us but a come up It won't get you rank or stripes here brother It won't give you passes to parlay in the gutta But it might get u something like a kidnapped mother Really do you want it Do you wanna post up on our corner Just to feel gangster for a moment Really do you want it See street life and clone it Your body discovered in the morning HOOK: I come from a place where money won't take ya I was raised on the streets where money don't make ya And if you got dat money these niggas go mayhem You a silly motherfucker think that money gonna save ya Fuck you thought What the fuck you thought Fuck you thought What the fuck you thought I was raised on the streets where money don't make ya You a silly motherfucker think that money gonna save ya VERSE 2: Why niggas who ain't never been here wanna claim here Shit I'm trying to leave who the fuck wanna stay here Shoutout Ms. Gwen she still the candy lady R.I.P uncle Sonny real name David My mom found him dead right down the street from Grady All he wanted was bad bitches and to see me make it He said get that money and stick to the basics He came along way from smoking dope and getting wasted He died by his self, why the Lord had to take him I seen the fuck boy who tried to murder me but he got popped and locked up, why the Lord had to save him I still have dreams from that day on the pavement And no amount of money I get gonna change it But niggas wanna change when money get involved Used to be a good guy now they're breaking laws Used to be a college kid now they're trap gods Really do you want it Do you wanna post up on our corner Just to feel gangster for a moment Really do you want it See street life and clone it Your body discovered in the morning HOOK: I come from a place where money won't take ya I was raised on the streets where money don't make ya And if you got dat money these niggas go mayhem You a silly motherfucker think that money gonna save ya Fuck you thought What the fuck you thought Fuck you thought What the fuck you thought I was raised on the streets where money don't make ya You a silly motherfucker think that money gonna save ya VERSE 3: This life might seem cool looking from the outside Until you see your best friend dead with his eyes wide R.I.P Heavy I'll see you when I'm ready Why they killed my dog for that little bitty fetti They murked him over 700 dollars that's petty But lames come thru here with fist full of bands They get hit wit that 40 and shit in their pants Then folks wanna say they got killed by some haters But what you expect when you bring a duck round all these hungry ass gators Niggas out here killing niggas just so they can't eat Bitches out here selling pussy for a place to sleep They do it just to live but you do it for a tweet You think this shit sweet Really do you want it Do you wana post up on our corner Just to feel gangsta for a moment Really do you want it See street life and clone it Your body discovered in the morning HOOK: I come from a place where money won't take ya I was raised on the streets where money don't make ya And if you got dat money these niggas go mayhem You a silly motherfucker think that money gonna save ya Fuck you thought What the fuck you thought Fuck you thought What the fuck you thought I was raised on the streets where money don't make ya You a silly motherfucker think that money gonna save ya