[Lyric] How Im Livin Feat. The Joe (Christian Hansen & the Autistics)

No matter what's took
No matter what's given
I always want more son
'Cause this is how I'm livin'

Christian Hansen and The Joe
Edmonton's dance heroes, you know, you know
This is a collab of rap funk brought to you by the powers of two like minds, about to show you just how we're living, how I'm livin', how I'm livin'

Wake up, get in my car
Drive for like an hour but I never get far
That's how I'm livin'
That's how I'm livin'

Pull up to the Starbucks
Budge my way in line and then act like a fuck
That's how I'm livin'
That's how I'm livin'

I cannot be that but what I am
A roly-poly North American
Sorry baby if I seem confused
I just got all these brains that I forget to use
That's how I'm livin'
That's how I'm livin'

Sorry baby if I made you upset
I remembered all the stuff that I forgot to neglect
That's how I'm livin'
That's how I'm livin'

I cannot be that but what I am
A sue-you rule-you North American

I get mine
I get mine
I-I-I get mine
I get mine

Oh-eh oh-eh oh-eh
The Joe
Look at all the cowards hidden from our ignition
Me and Christian Hansen harnessed all the power given

So all the powdered women always ask us how we're livin'
Really well (ooh) like most in our position
Posterin' for gigs that we're opening for
And hoping we make enough loot to pay rent
And then
Workin' like a dog and hope it's openin' doors
And tellin' all the smaller artists to get bent
Because, yep, that's how we live
You powdered kids think the [?] game is run by rowdiness
Now ask me where my Audi is, rappers are people too
We're tired of vegan stew, we want beef and brew
Am I sorry for selling out, yes, but I was hungry
And no one in their right mind would take this money from me
'Cause music is my country, and I'm prime minister
So now on I'm swimming deep in dead prime ministers

I cannot be that but what I am
A roly-poly North American

I get mine
I-I-I get mine