[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."