[Verse 1: The Next]
It's getting hot, we're baking under the upper crust
The apple pie that they making ain't enough for us
Think skin from hedge funds to hustlers
My president is black, but still it's getting rougher cuz'
Big man-sized checks with no amounts
While the little man is stashing his shit with no accounts
Leftovers for dinner, he lives hand to mouth
Saving for the bills, not thinking bout eatin' out
Looking at his wife, filling with creeping doubt
She sees it in his eyes, now he's sleeping on the couch
An every day occurrence across the 50
States filling up with hate, people walk with me
Why we all pissy, it' s a privilege, isn't it?
Prosperity and America should be synonyms
A wealthy nation keeping poor people living in the illest situations
Salute to the citizens

Hook:
I hustle all day, working at night
Just to try to pay the bills and keep on the lights
You struggle to feed the kids and the wife
Living this American life
They fooled us once, they robbed us twice
Now they sit back making the people pay the price
Taxing the checks, with venomous bites
We living this American life, right
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