When success is equated with excess The ambition for excess wrecks us When top of the mind becomes the bottom line When success is equated with excess
If youre time aint be nothing for money I start to feel really bad for you honey Maybe honey put youre money where your mouths been running If youre time aint be nothing but money
I want out of this machine It doesnt feel like freedom
(chorus) This aint my American dream I want to live and die for bigger things Im tired of fighting for just me This ain't my American dream
When success is equated with excess When were fighting for the beamer, the lexus As the heart and soul breathing the company goals Where success is equated with excess
I want out of this machine It doesnt feel like freedom
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Cause babys always talkin bout a ring And talk has always been the cheapest thing Is it true would you do what I want you to If I show up with the right amount of bling?
Like a puppet on a monetary string Maybe weve been caught singing red, white, blue, and green But that aint my America, That aint my American dream
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