Voices Lyrics – Gucci Mane

Voices Lyrics Meaning

[Intro]
This part sets the mood right away. It’s like an exhale, a “damn” that shows frustration, tension, or maybe disbelief. It’s short, but it tells you something heavy is on his mind.

[Chorus]
Gucci’s dealing with voices in his head that are telling him not to trust anyone, especially the people who let him down in the past. He’s clearly been through betrayal and now feels like he’s better off on his own. He’s cutting people off who messed up his money, and even though he’s doing well financially, there’s still some inner chaos. The voices are pushing him toward flashy spending—jewelry, cars—and hinting that people think he’s mentally unstable. Instead of calming down or seeking help, he’s diving deeper into his rich lifestyle, buying things like Rolls-Royces and even spending a ridiculous amount on feeding horses. At the same time, there’s paranoia creeping in. The voices are warning him to stay alert and be careful. So while he’s surrounded by wealth, he’s also surrounded by doubt, distrust, and pressure.

[Verse 1]
This verse kicks off with raw and wild lines about a woman he’s with, using explicit and over-the-top language to show his dominance and confidence. He’s not trying to be humble—he knows he’s rich, powerful, and in control. Gucci doesn’t even bother with popular brands like Jordans anymore; that’s how above the game he feels. He talks about flying out, enjoying luxury views, expensive watches, electric cars, and being high on good weed. But in the middle of all this flexing, he throws in sharp lines that show he’s not here to play. He says money is his main motivation—not fame—and makes it clear he doesn’t forgive or “spare” anyone who crosses him. He’s living big, chilling on yachts, sipping drinks, and enjoying the highs of success. He even says he forgot how lonely the top is, which shows just how used to this lifestyle he’s become. There’s a mix of crazy luxury (like having a zoo) and darkness (like “seeing dead people” in his watch), showing that his mind is spinning in all directions.

[Chorus]
Again, the same voices in Gucci’s head are pushing him to stay distant from those who betrayed him. He’s saying he’s better solo and won’t let people mess with his money anymore. The financial line “I’m in the black, not the red” just means he’s doing well—he’s not broke. He keeps mentioning how he’s refusing to take medication, which hints that he’s ignoring people who might be telling him to take care of his mental health. The voices are louder than reason. They tell him to keep spending like crazy, buying more luxury items to distract or maybe to prove a point. At the same time, there’s still that warning vibe—watch your back, stay alert, don’t trust easily. It’s like he’s caught between wanting peace and falling deeper into this intense, flashy world.

[Verse 2]
Gucci starts off this verse talking about how flashy his jewelry is—it’s so bright, it causes fights. He says people are jealous, and that shows how much his success stands out. His closet is full of expensive stuff, like a shopping mall, and even the bank treats him differently because of his money. He throws in a clever line about drug-dealing (“brick” and “gifted”) and talks about being high. Then he shifts into pride—he’s from the South and made a lot of money by dominating the rap game. He saved his first $50 million and put it away for his kids, which shows he’s also thinking long-term. He was once shut out, so instead of begging to get in, he bought the whole place. Still, the voice in his head is aggressive, even violent, telling him to “kill them.” The violent metaphors continue—he brags about his car having “suicide doors,” and uses dark humor and exaggerated threats to show he’s untouchable. He throws in more flexing: private jets, switching women, and helping out a friend who’s struggling. The verse closes with that voice again—urging him to do whatever it takes. He sees himself as the backbone of his team, someone who always has to hold it together, no matter what.

[Chorus]
Once more, the chorus repeats that same pattern of emotion and thought. Gucci keeps hearing voices that remind him of past betrayals, and he responds by isolating himself and dropping people who messed with his money. He wants to make it clear that he’s not broke and doesn’t want pity or misunderstanding. He keeps refusing to take any medication, saying he doesn’t care what people think. The voices push him to spend more and more—buying Porsches, Rolls-Royces, all while people say he might not be mentally stable. It’s like a mix of addiction to luxury and a need to keep proving he’s still on top. And yet, there’s always a hint of fear underneath it all. He keeps being told to watch his back, like he knows danger could come at any time. It’s this constant loop of high life and paranoia, power and pain, that keeps playing in his head.