[Verse 1]
It’s never gon’ be enough, man this stuff that we desire
We try to stay grateful, but the threshold keeps getting higher
That’s kinda the beauty of life though, that we keep getting inspired
Or is it that we keep getting tired, of the things we once desired?
You get more money and now the prices get higher
It’s the latter, it’s lifestyle inflation disguised as climbing the ladder
Rich people still deal with the same ol’ matters
As people living on the fringes, the tattered neglected, and battered
Food love and water is all that ever mattered
[Verse 2]
I think back to when I had no money and spent all of it
I don’t want to sound outta pocket, but in the future, I’ll pay for everything
It’s outta my pockets
I’m in my bag, don't gotta go in yours, I don’t need your wallet
I’m tryna be the mouse that doesn’t get trapped, but still gets the cheese
I see the rat race, I know where it leads
We're the guinea pigs in their experiment, you ain’t ever gonna be free
You're not gonna test me
I left school I don’t care about degrees
I’m like I’m just focusing on trying to create like the paper can wait
They like why don’t you spend any money man?
You just sit on it, like a paperweight
That’s what I really hate
Life's big hard, like the opposite of Bill Gates company
I’m broke but I’m living in luxury
You could have all the money in the world and still want more money
Ain't it funny the people living the realest lives, are the people with no money
I don’t want to be famous and have to hire security
Just to protect myself from the rest of society
Or be living in an echo chamber, where everyone agrees with me
I just want to make art and live comfy
Muhammad Ali, I float outta body
Gotta sacrifice to blow up, kamikaze
Need to change up, cuz I’m lacking velocity
Feeling slow, like I’m offspeed
I don’t feel the pressure, but I still got a lot on me
Do you feel stressed? I’m like kinda probably
Tread carefully, but they out here stomping on me
[Verse 3]
They want me to want to be rich
It’s never gon’ be enough for them
They want me to snitch, but I keep sticking up for them
They buy so much stuff, that the stuff be controlling 'em
They tryna fill up the void, become whole
They still got a hole in them
They wanna buy the latest things, can’t wait to get a hold of ‘em
Then they have so much stuff and can’t escape cuz it’s got a hold on them
Buy so much stuff, that the stuff be controlling 'em
Fill up the void, be whole
Then they still got a hole in them
Wanna buy the latest stuff, can’t wait to get a hold of ‘em
End up with so much stuff and can’t escape it’s got a hold on them
[James Graham Quote]
"During the uh depression there, I never knew that I was hungry."
It’s never gon’ be enough, man this stuff that we desire
We try to stay grateful, but the threshold keeps getting higher
That’s kinda the beauty of life though, that we keep getting inspired
Or is it that we keep getting tired, of the things we once desired?
You get more money and now the prices get higher
It’s the latter, it’s lifestyle inflation disguised as climbing the ladder
Rich people still deal with the same ol’ matters
As people living on the fringes, the tattered neglected, and battered
Food love and water is all that ever mattered
[Verse 2]
I think back to when I had no money and spent all of it
I don’t want to sound outta pocket, but in the future, I’ll pay for everything
It’s outta my pockets
I’m in my bag, don't gotta go in yours, I don’t need your wallet
I’m tryna be the mouse that doesn’t get trapped, but still gets the cheese
I see the rat race, I know where it leads
We're the guinea pigs in their experiment, you ain’t ever gonna be free
You're not gonna test me
I left school I don’t care about degrees
I’m like I’m just focusing on trying to create like the paper can wait
They like why don’t you spend any money man?
You just sit on it, like a paperweight
That’s what I really hate
Life's big hard, like the opposite of Bill Gates company
I’m broke but I’m living in luxury
You could have all the money in the world and still want more money
Ain't it funny the people living the realest lives, are the people with no money
I don’t want to be famous and have to hire security
Just to protect myself from the rest of society
Or be living in an echo chamber, where everyone agrees with me
I just want to make art and live comfy
Muhammad Ali, I float outta body
Gotta sacrifice to blow up, kamikaze
Need to change up, cuz I’m lacking velocity
Feeling slow, like I’m offspeed
I don’t feel the pressure, but I still got a lot on me
Do you feel stressed? I’m like kinda probably
Tread carefully, but they out here stomping on me
[Verse 3]
They want me to want to be rich
It’s never gon’ be enough for them
They want me to snitch, but I keep sticking up for them
They buy so much stuff, that the stuff be controlling 'em
They tryna fill up the void, become whole
They still got a hole in them
They wanna buy the latest things, can’t wait to get a hold of ‘em
Then they have so much stuff and can’t escape cuz it’s got a hold on them
Buy so much stuff, that the stuff be controlling 'em
Fill up the void, be whole
Then they still got a hole in them
Wanna buy the latest stuff, can’t wait to get a hold of ‘em
End up with so much stuff and can’t escape it’s got a hold on them
[James Graham Quote]
"During the uh depression there, I never knew that I was hungry."
( Changy )
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