Tekstovi: Nelly. Brass Knuckles. Problems.

Let's go ay
The story I'm about to tell you
Is all true
The names may have been changed to protect some of those close to me
Uh uh true story but if not

They say money is the root of all evil
And I'm really starting to see what it do to people
Check it
More money more problem
Well er'body got problems
But they expect me to solve em
And I can barely solve my own
Got me lookin at em like
You's supposed to be grown
And I done said shit in four different tones?
To their face emails ringing over the phone
I done said that you'd call
I done said that you'd lie
I done pull it to the side
I done try to sit em down
But some just don't get it
Cause they mind only focus on
What I got
And what they ain't got
And what they can't get
Got me lookin at my albums like
Who wrote this shit?
Believe me mani hope this get
A tad bit better but I doubt that shit

It's like hey I can hear these people say
Dam that boy done changed
But they don't understand
The pressures I'm going through
Oh how I wish there was a way
To change places for a day
Just so they see what it's like
To walk a mile in my shoes

I love dave chapelle
But I don't know too many turn down fifty mill
See that's talk for real
Beside you know what I had to go through to get this deal?
How many brothers I done seen get killed
For 50 bucks and a few of them pills
Y'all don't feel me
Dam right I sing all these songs
So I can buy my pops a car
And my mama a home
So she can sit up on the phone
With her best friend joan
Talkn like on and on
How her baby done grown
How my baby made his own
Through the microphone
And how my baby been my baby since my baby was born
But uh I ain't seen a man that's all about the money
But let's face it you can't make a record for free
I'll be dam if I watch them make a mill off me
I can sit back and take it for minimum wage
I done gave em er'thing
But my D an my A
That's what the contract say
They make it seem like you can't get away
It's like you owe these people? three more days
Y'all don't feel me

It's like hey I can hear people say
Dam that boy done changed
But they don't understand
The pressures I'm going through
Oh how I wish there was a way
To change places for a day
Just so they see what it's like
To walk a mile in my shoes