Poor in the pocket, Rich in the mind

Lyrics

[Intro] Poor in the pocket but rich in the mind, No gold on my neck, got truth in my eyes. World call me broke but they blind to the climb, You can't buy a soul, you just rent it with time. [Hook] Poor in the pocket but rich in the mind, No gold on my neck, got truth in my eyes. World call me broke but they blind to the signs, You can't buy a soul, you just rent it with time. Poor in the pocket, still holding my pride, Cold nights, long roads but the spirit survived. They measure by dollars, I measure by spine, If wealth is the spirit then I'm doing divine. [Verse 1] Woke up stressed with a hole in my shoe, Bills on the table but dreams in the room. Neighbors got chains but their smiles look fake, I'd rather have peace than a mansion of snakes. Seen what the money can do to a man, Turn all his morals to dust in his hands. Rich kids cry in a palace of gold, Nobody taught them how to be whole. I ain't got much but I sleep with pride, No lies in my mouth, no hate in my stride. They laugh at the broke call it failure or sin, But some of the poorest got diamonds within. Gas tank low but my faith sky high, Truth in my chest I don't live a lie. World want shine I was built from grind, Poor in the pocket but rich in the mind. [Hook] Poor in the pocket but rich in the mind, No gold on my neck, got truth in my eyes. World call me broke but they blind to the signs, You can't buy a soul, you just rent it with time. Poor in the pocket still holding my pride, Cold nights long roads but the spirit survived. They measure by dollars I measure by spine, If wealth is the spirit then I'm doing divine. [Verse 2] Car on E but my thoughts on full, Mind on fire heart still full. Life tried bending and breaking my will, Pressure make diamonds I'm shining still. They flex on the net with a rented life, Fake gold smiles and a scripted wife. I'd rather be real in some thrift store jeans, Than play rich roles in luxury scenes. Learned real value from empty plates, Long cold nights and the hunger and waits. You grow bitter or grow your soul, I chose growth over glitter and gold. Storms in my path but I hold my line, Truth in my heart no borrowed shine. They measure by dollars I measure by time, Poor in the pocket but rich in the mind. [Outro Hook] Poor in the pocket but rich in the mind, Storms in my path but I'm walking the line. They measure by dollars I measure by time, Every scar on my heart is a badge I survived. Poor in the pocket but rich in the mind, Truth in my chest not chasing the shine. They call me broke but I know what I find, A man with a soul is the richest alive.