Poor pocket rich mind

Lyrics

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 holdin’ my pride, Cold nights, long roads, spirit alive. They measure by dollars, I measure by spine, If wealth is the spirit… I’m doin’ just fine. Verse 1 (16 bars) 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 ’em 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 stay 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 (8 bars) 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 holdin’ my pride, Cold nights, long roads, spirit alive. They measure by dollars, I measure by spine, If wealth is the spirit… I’m doin’ just fine. Verse 2 (16 bars) Car on E, but my thoughts on full, Mind on fire, heart still full. Life tried to bend me, break 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, Nights where hunger would keep me awake. You grow bitter or grow your soul, I chose growth over glitter and gold. Storms in my path, still 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. Final Hook (8 bars) Poor in the pocket but rich in the mind, Storms in my path, still walkin’ 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 a shine. They call me broke, but I know what I find— A man with a soul is the richest alive.