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These things are chasing my dreams is probably why I can’t sleep at night

Keeping me up, it’s like I’m running in circles

Oh lord, this can’t be my life

The grass ain’t greener on the other side

The grass ain’t greener on the other side

The grass ain’t greener on the other side

The grass ain’t greener on the other side

The grass ain’t greener and the cash ain’t either

And the ass ain’t meaner but they count on the dreamer

They consuming cause as soon they consume you with their cell phone

Rumors that a iPhone 6 is coming to you

Then the radio waves go into ya 'til a tumor

And your brainwaves do get up your body in the sewer

In the cars, in the clothes, for the stars that you know

Got you running out, getting credit cards you can blow

That’s marketing bro, you a target for sho'

You a target, right now

Car full of clothes for these broke ass hoes

With their dreams that float right out windows like second hand smoke

And they say that there’s no peace, beef with the police

But they eat processed beef 'til they’re obese

Oh god, can you please spare a few g’s?

I don’t wanna have to go and move a few keys

Get a car they be having in the movies

Cause I come from the land of the Hoopties

Welfared, white trash wearing blue jeans

To an interview where they should have wore a two piece

Hella' fine though, hell is in the mind though

Hella' five-o, helicopter’s in the sky though

A place where they grow cancerous bitches

You don’t handle your business and they cancelling Christmas

Four AM, on Christmas Eve

I’m awake though, I can barely breathe

See a flashlight going through the crib

Looking for the money mom hid, just a little kid

But remember every single thing everyone did

Every word, every line sniffed now that I’m big

Cause the grass ain’t greener and the cash ain’t either

And the ass ain’t meaner but they count on the dreamer

(You must find strength!)

Got the whole world under their spell

Over souls they sell until you’re just a shell

You believe life’s better in a Bentley more so than a Chevy

Trying to ball out when you ain’t ready

And the debt’s so heavy but you treat yourself

And nobody even sees that Gucci belt

Who’s Gucci helped? That’s Gucci’s wealth

You putting your food on Gucci’s shelf

I’m from where the hoes so fake groupies melt

And the record sales dictate who they felt

I could almost scream, it’s a fucked up dream

Real shit ain’t dropped since I was like nineteen

If I smoked, I would smoke 'til my brain cells broke

But I don’t so I wrote down how I cope

If the world’s running out of dope, then you make dope

Everything’s so cutthroat, I almost lost hope

But in winter I’ll be summoning the summer 'til the sun is uncovered

And it melts every snowflake under these stupid motherfuckers

And the butterface lovers on the butter soft leather seat

When they baby mother need another check from him when he runnin

And his son is in a slumber

Cause the hunger is his stomach’s like thunder

And you better get up the money for the court to escort your ass

Where the currency’s in the form of Newport’s

One PM, and he ain’t giving up

Staring out the window for that black truck

Because his pops told him that he’d pick him up for the weekend

But he with his friends living it up

Gassed up like it’s Hyundai, hot

And he trying to buy the clothes that Kanye got

But the grass ain’t greener and the cash ain’t either

And the ass ain’t meaner but they count on the dreamer

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