The High Life

So we all want the high life,
It’s hard to define
Some call it the best life,
I just call it mine.
I wake up everyday
No trouble in my head
Some say it’s empty,
But it’s focused on the bread.
 
Life comes at you fast, money slows it down,
Trouble comes your way; kick it out of town,
Money is the reason that the world goes round,
Pull the right strings, bring anybody down
 
To their knees, to your level,
Even six feet in a box
Money makes life better,
Keeps all the doors unlocked
They say it can’t bring joy,
Nothing but empty smiles
But when the world is a toy
And your house goes on for miles
It’s hard not to smile,
Empty or not
Happy’s not my style
I’m too focused on the pot
At the end of the rainbow
At the end of the bong
Chase it far as it goes
Or until it’s all gone
 
Life comes at you fast, money slows it down,
Something bad on your mind, no need to frown
Cause with money in your pocket, the world goes round,
At whatever pace you want, wear it like a crown
 
I’m a king, yeah a king
Man, I rule my own life
With the cars and the bling
Man, Who needs a wife?
I got everything I need
And I’m never alone
Even though I might bleed
The wounds never show,
I’m invincible baby,
Just like superman
I just be on my grind daily,
The world in my hands
 
Life comes at you fast, money slows it down,
Smother pain with riches, and a bottle of crown
Yeah I feel important, I’m the best around
If you listen for my heart, you won’t here a sound
 
It was replaced ya see
Cause who needs a heart?
Maybe you, but not me
I’ve worked to hard
At letting go of the past
Of living for the day
Let’s see how long I last
With this fake smile on my face
 
Life comes at you fast, money slows it down,
The world keeps spinning, spinning around
And as it spins, why don’t you listen, listen for the sound
Of a man who has money, and a shiny gold crown
Playing on the guitar, or banging on the drums
Trying to figure out, where his life becomes
More than just money, and material things
See he misses his heart, and the warmth that it brings
So he sits and he shivers, all lonely and cold
Praying for the day when he discovers his soul