Lyrics
Money can’t buy happiness, but I wouldn’t mind cryin' in a lambo
I know He got a plan for me, honestly I don’t understand though
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I wouldn’t mind cryin' in a lambo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I wouldn’t mind cryin' in a…
Sometimes I’m honest, sometimes I’m actin'
Feel like a banker, gotta find a balance
Cause my life is like I’m sittin' at the ESPY’s
Everybody here ballin' except me
I’m just tryna keep my van gassed up
Trying not to get jealous when a Range passes
You know everybody in Atlanta got a nice one
Ask me how I’m doin' I’m just tryna keep the lights on
Said I’d have it all together by 25 but
25 came and went, 28 came and went
Still I wait to pay the rent
2 years later what have I done?
I guess time flies tryna find funds
Never did I ever think I’d be in B’More eatin' dinner at a shelter
They gave me my meal with a Gospel track
How I’m 'posed to feel when I gospel rap?
I can’t even feel where my God is at
Money can’t buy happiness, but I wouldn’t mind cryin' in a lambo
I know you’ve got a plan for me
But honestly it’s something I don’t understand though
Until God is enough nothing else will ever be
I burnt a lot of bridges screwin' up
I hope they light a path to a better me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I hope they light a path to a better me
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
I know perfect, I’ma never be
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I am just a man no celebrity
I’m reachin' to His hand for the help I need
I gotta lot of flaws, I’ma let you see
Family call me Allen, students used to called me mister
Troop call me daddy, not too many calls from sister
Kim or Francis or Leishon, Tamira
I’m lookin' at the downfall of us that’s in the mirror
Wishin' we could get them years back
You could get them tears back
Everything I did was for you hopin' you can hear that
Yeah, I got regrets no mistaking it
Don’t know how much stress I can take when my mama in the next room cryin'
Cause that cancer make her, make her feel like she dyin'
This the second time and I can’t do a dang thing about it
And she weepin' cause that treatment drainin' her pockets
But I got a hole in mine
Grandma tellin' me to hold to God
Bill collector on the other line
Mama can you hold the call?
Askin' 'em, «Can I post date?»
Government assistance is my Postmates
It’ll all work out is what I’m supposed to say
But I’m hurtin' now, it’s one of those days
Money can’t buy happiness, but I wouldn’t mind cryin' in a lambo
I know you’ve got a plan for me
But honestly it’s something I don’t understand though
Until God is enough nothing else will ever be
I burnt a lot of bridges screwin' up
I hope they light a path to a better me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I hope they light a path to a better me
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
I know perfect, I’ma never be
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I am just a man no celebrity
I’m reachin' to His hand for the help I need
I gotta lot of flaws, I’ma let you see
I wouldn’t mind cryin' in a lambo
I woulnd’t mind cryin' in a lambo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Wouldn’t mind cryin' in a lambo