Lifestyle Lyrics

The roaring crowds

The awards

The fame

The fortune

Co-stars, dope cars, all logos on

Nah, that ain't me

(No, no, no)

Fast food I chew

So no past due bills, you feel me?

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Paparazzi got me stopping

My Bugatti is too outlandish

For you to believe cause I lead

The lifestyle of the broke and average

Man, it ain't so hard to get like me

I'm just your average joe whose taste may be your cup of tea

I wake up in the morning without enough sleep

Since I'm still keeping this hobby with my J-O-B

Got chores for me to check off, take care of the pet dog

Now we added a kitten for another chore to fit in

It's all good since I'm crashing with the fam

Though I barely get to see them since they're scheduled in the AM

The PM's you'll see him grinding for the A&F

So DMs, won't see them; I'm working just to pay my debts

Went to school for a field ain't fit for

I'm better as a student, but that choice made me piss poor

So it's check to check; pay the loan or eat bologn'

Or forego it for the drive thrus, movies, and songs

I make the choice about every two weeks

And I still choose this life over killing loose leafs with

Co-stars, dope cars, all logos on

Nah, that ain't me

(No, no, no)

Fast food I chew

So no past due bills, you feel me?

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Paparazzi got me stopping

My Bugatti is too outlandish

For you to believe cause I lead

The lifestyle of the broke and average

So you can get like me

Let me give the scenario like I'm Phife D

Cause even though I R.I.P. these beats

I can't rest in peace without a cutie's I.P

Well, at least her digits, twitter, IG, or email

But she bails soon as she notices I do retail

It's like she sees a devil in that detail

She's says, "See you, wouldn't want to be your partner for your cheap thrills!"

So one's the only number that I ever do

When it's time, I know my God knows who to send her to

But for now, I'm at Panera eating You Pick 2's

In the mall where girls take breaks from buying their new shoes

Back to work as I walk the hall to H.Co

Eight more 8's go by, should I say "Ayo!"

I make the choice every day of the week

And I still choose this life over celebrity with

Co-stars, dope cars, all logos on

Nah, that ain't me

(No, no, no)

Fast food I chew

So no past due bills, you feel me?

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Paparazzi got me stopping

My Bugatti is too outlandish

For you to believe cause I lead

The lifestyle of the broke and average

Don't want to get like me

I don't even make the checks that can afford Nikes

And splurging is seeing movies after matinee fees

Then buying some ramen noodles for a bite to eat

Swerve in my Infiniti that's in its late teens

Curbs in my vicinity have met its 18s

That's when the engine's working and a new battery

They tell me that it has character, but I don't find it flattering

Make it to work, though; bosses like the ethic

Pops wishing the house workload would see more of that effort

I get it; apply it for a while and lazy

Then others just see my talent and assume that I'm crazy

You rap and sing and dance and more, so why are you wasting

Time slaving for a meal and the rest for bill payments?

Why choose to get paid every two weeks?

Cause if I chose the fast life, I know that I could lose me to

Co-stars, dope cars, all logos on

Nah, that ain't me

(No, no, no)

Fast food I chew

So no past due bills, you feel me?

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Paparazzi got me stopping

My Bugatti is too outlandish

For you to believe cause I lead

The lifestyle of the broke and average