Pinocchio Video (MV)

I need money, no homie you need a job
I need money, no homie you need a car
I need money, no homie you need a home
I need money, no homie leave me alone
This the story of Pinocchio, don't think he want to be the man
This the story of Pinocchio, don't think he want to be the man

Homie told me that it's harder than it looks
Grew up with the crooks so doing right got em shook
Living blunt to blunt hand to mouth and what it took
To start another chapter instead of closing his book
Was knowing his lil sister looking up to 'em
Don't know many ways to deal with stress
So he do what he know best... pass the cup to him
Sipping down the sorrows to wake up to 'em
Roll one and bake up to 'em
Tough love, put his pain into a sport
Senior year injury, A-C-L was tore
Attention he was seeking didn't get it anymore
Felt like he lost the world all his hope and support
For a moment he said f*ck it.... sticking n***as up
Since God don't care about me... then I don't give a f**k
Hit his cousins up like give me what y'all can front
Neighborhood d-boy got anything you want
Asking God why you got to do me so wrong
Asking God why he got to be so strong
Time is a wasting, to set a good foundation
He'll be shocked to see his sister bring a d-boy home
He need money

I need money, no homie you need a job
I need money, no homie you need a car
I need money, no homie you need a home
I need money, no homie leave me alone
This is the story of Pinocchio, don't think he want to be the man
This is the story of Pinocchio, don't think he want to be the man

Met again on the job, he had plug to the jug
Quick money, I might drop my chick money, understood
I was hanging with a felon, nothing could be good
But he cool... soon or later he'll need money for his books
And he did, when he did, I was sending money shortly
Same n***a who cop a sack for me and then would short me
No worries, he just digging a hole
He still finding his worth through f**king b***hes and whores
And his girl pays the bills while he sitting at home
Asking me to put him on but won't apply on his own
The dichotomy of broke and he both, but don't even know
Blame it on somebody else, this n***a is bold
He chilling more than he working, medicating his sadness
Growing up makes him nervous, good sex makes him happy
And I showed him applications but he'd rather play madden
And this the story of Pinocchio my n***a