The Higher Up’s Juicy J

[Intro]
I'm a hypocrite
I want money and power, prestige
I ask for sincerity, and I lie
I don't give a damn about you or the world

[Chorus: Juicy J]
Corporate America, corporate America
Worser than a hood is corporate America
Corporate America, corporate America
Up to no good like corporate America
Different type of coke like corporate America
Get you out the way like corporate America
Shipping you outta state like corporate America
All my business straight like corporate Amеrica

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
You know how the story go, count you out because you poor
Givе you food that kill you slow
Never let you in the do'
Steady workin' nine-to-five, and I'm hustlin' ten-to-four
Grams or the Calvin Klein got a nigga Kenneth Cole
Bitch, I'm the man now, didn't accept a hand-out
Still ridin' Chevy thang, pull up in a Landau
Look at where we at
Young shooters havin' perfect form with his seat back
You cannot teach that
Comin' from a place where they kill kings
What if we all was together? I still dream
I done went cryptocurrency everythin'
Investin' portfolio look like a wedding ring
Married to the game even though they stacked the deck
I'm steady makin' active bets, I'm out here chasin' checks
I'm tryna put my kids ahead and pay my active debt
Then double all my poppin' caps and see what happens after that (Nigga)