In pursuit of happiness...
In pursuit of happiness...
Chorus:
In pursuit of happiness...
So nobody's home.
Their outside on a corner doing right from a wrong.
Counting every single second like it might be their last…
Looking up, but it doesn’t trickle down that fast.
In pursuit of happiness,
So nobody's home.
Everybody’s looking for it
So they’re all in the zone
Looking for chrome
And lavish thangs
A picket fence American Dream
Schemes and plots but it hangs on string.
And they dangle it in front of you
With a stick and a bet.
If you really want it baby you gon have to go fetch…
In pursuit of happiness
So nobody's home.
Their outside on a corner doing right from a wrong.
In pursuit of happiness
So nobody's home.
Their outside on a corner doing right from a wrong.
Counting every single second like it might be their last…
Looking up, but it doesn’t trickle down that fast.
In pursuit of happiness,
So nobody's home.
Everybody’s looking for it
So they’re all in the zone
Looking for chrome
And lavish thangs
A picket fence American Dream
Schemes and plots but it hangs on string.
And they dangle it in front of you
With a stick and a bet.
If you really want it baby you gon have to go fetch…
In pursuit of happiness
So nobody's home.
Their outside on a corner doing right from a wrong.
I’m looking for a trap door
Maybe I can climb outside
There’s no peace to what I’m feeling when I’m dealing with pride.
I’m shackled to debt
And waiting for a chance to rise.
I’m feeling pain and my brains got a glitch inside.
How the hell do I make ends meet?
When it takes money to make money?
Yall, I got to eat.
In over my head…
Trying to make my dreams come true.
My ladies ready to leave
=Now= what should I do?
I’ve been raised in fucked environments
Where the tumble weeds blow
Where a vice is the only grip to life that we know.
People lose their minds daily trying to feed their kids
And kids try to find a way up out this shiiit.
Living in a ditch
Trying to get rich
By any means that pay.
Man the whole world is stuck that way.
Fuck that way
The globe is addicted to the glamour and glitz.
So I’m in the studio trying push out hits.
In this web that was woven just for me and you
It’s a shame, but I gotta do what I got do
And it’s true...
I’m a slave to the dolla bill too.
So I’m a wade in the water till the day that I’m through.
Chorus:2xs
Waiting for a better day's tiresome.
People Hold On!
Fingertips hanging on a cliff got to be strong.
If God don’t save ya, then who will?
Have faith for a little bit of time to kill.
When the world turns everybody burns a bit.
Some greater than others
And that’s all, that’s it.
Being content is hard as hell
When you’re watching everybody else live on high.
Asking God for a piece of the pie?
I’ve been plagued with American Dreams.
Low self-esteem
In a city where the cash is king.
Arguments fill the air in neighborhood
Everybody struggles hard for a piece of the wood.
Some folks I know have more than they need
Try getting it on their own for their sanity.
Families keep a tight grip on all they do
So they’d rather be broke just like me and you.
On the streets people pass by
Riding on chrome.
While I walk to the bus stop trying to get home.
If I look at my life through the eyes of greed,
Envy all of the people who have more than me
I would never have a heaven in the life I live.
So I got to keep my focus with the heart of a kid.
Chorus: 2xs
Thomas Jefferson said life and liberty too
But how does that mix
With the thing we pursue?
In a maze trying to find a better way to live.
Like a dog chasing it’s tail
But when does it give.
Dealing with overseers
Egotistical men.
Paying chump change for the back I break and I bend.
Only giving up the minimum to people who work.
So a corner jobs tempting even though its in dirt.
It’s a shame.
How this game got us living a lie.
I aspire to live higher
And do more than get by.
So I have to keep two jobs to make it ahead, cause a man can’t live on only water and bread.
If I want to have material and lavish things
Midnight candles burn and the crickets sing.
Two suns pass by like the days don’t end,
For apiece of the pie, I’m gon’ do it again.
I wont pretend that I don’t want money to spare
If I had it
I could be almost anywhere
Living life with my liberty and doing my thing.
Happiness is equivalent to freedom’s ring.
Chours:2xs
Happiness isn’t money it’s what money provides
Some come from the green, but still aren’t satisfied.
In somebody else’s pocket
Under control and stress
So they’d rather flap or fall to leave duress.
Most don’t really have it, even though it may seem…
Credit cards got em’ slave to their brand new things.
Some don’t front they only deal with boulevard cream
And the street life liberty is their daily routine.
Gamblers take chances with the shake of roll Hookers hook for a buck on the midnight stroll
Players play the field looking for an okey doak
And the rest get caught up for a hit of the blow.
Some wait for the opportunity to come
Others chase their goals until their days are done
Round the clock at the bottom of this pyramid.
Living life in pursuit, that’s just the way that it is.
On a routine slaves wake up to the sun,
Working from 9-5 and then 6 to one…
Looking for way out of this ignorant bliss
Broken spirits shatter like glass pursuing happiness…
Extra Lyrics…
1) Many are content, but you know that’s a lie
If the chance were presented they would do it and fly
Writing in a room with my ear phones on
Think of a better day
When will it all stop, I can’t think of anything.
Waiting for a sign and I’m tired as fuck
Counting every single second and I don’t believe in luck
Sketching up a fantasy
Paint it with dreams
2) The futures bleak
Who the hell wants to burn for a chance at a dollar and a lesson learned?
Working hard only gets a meal to eat tonight. Stars on momma and your cousins too.
Every body's locked and loaded in this thang that we do.
The aim is so true
Get out of special circumstance
Circumvent this and collect 200 at go.
I’m feeling the blows when I shake and roll
But I suppose I should be more practical.
I’m just trying jumping ahead.
Cause I’m fed up with the situations my loved ones live.
Maybe I can be the one to give…
I’m tired dealing with bullshhhh
3) Kats get caught up in the streets looking for the rainbows end
Pursuing greener grass and their work day
I guess they never heard Houdini when he spit the definition
Sitting in a jail cell hoping and wishing
Chorus:
In pursuit of happiness...
So nobody's home.
Their outside on a corner doing right from a wrong.
Counting every single second like it might be their last…
Looking up, but it doesn’t trickle down that fast.
In pursuit of happiness,
So nobody's home.
Everybody’s looking for it
So they’re all in the zone
Looking for chrome
And lavish thangs
A picket fence American Dream
Schemes and plots but it hangs on string.
And they dangle it in front of you
With a stick and a bet.
If you really want it baby you gon have to go fetch…
In pursuit of happiness
So nobody's home.
Their outside on a corner doing right from a wrong.
In pursuit of happiness
So nobody's home.
Their outside on a corner doing right from a wrong.
Counting every single second like it might be their last…
Looking up, but it doesn’t trickle down that fast.
In pursuit of happiness,
So nobody's home.
Everybody’s looking for it
So they’re all in the zone
Looking for chrome
And lavish thangs
A picket fence American Dream
Schemes and plots but it hangs on string.
And they dangle it in front of you
With a stick and a bet.
If you really want it baby you gon have to go fetch…
In pursuit of happiness
So nobody's home.
Their outside on a corner doing right from a wrong.
I’m looking for a trap door
Maybe I can climb outside
There’s no peace to what I’m feeling when I’m dealing with pride.
I’m shackled to debt
And waiting for a chance to rise.
I’m feeling pain and my brains got a glitch inside.
How the hell do I make ends meet?
When it takes money to make money?
Yall, I got to eat.
In over my head…
Trying to make my dreams come true.
My ladies ready to leave
=Now= what should I do?
I’ve been raised in fucked environments
Where the tumble weeds blow
Where a vice is the only grip to life that we know.
People lose their minds daily trying to feed their kids
And kids try to find a way up out this shiiit.
Living in a ditch
Trying to get rich
By any means that pay.
Man the whole world is stuck that way.
Fuck that way
The globe is addicted to the glamour and glitz.
So I’m in the studio trying push out hits.
In this web that was woven just for me and you
It’s a shame, but I gotta do what I got do
And it’s true...
I’m a slave to the dolla bill too.
So I’m a wade in the water till the day that I’m through.
Chorus:2xs
Waiting for a better day's tiresome.
People Hold On!
Fingertips hanging on a cliff got to be strong.
If God don’t save ya, then who will?
Have faith for a little bit of time to kill.
When the world turns everybody burns a bit.
Some greater than others
And that’s all, that’s it.
Being content is hard as hell
When you’re watching everybody else live on high.
Asking God for a piece of the pie?
I’ve been plagued with American Dreams.
Low self-esteem
In a city where the cash is king.
Arguments fill the air in neighborhood
Everybody struggles hard for a piece of the wood.
Some folks I know have more than they need
Try getting it on their own for their sanity.
Families keep a tight grip on all they do
So they’d rather be broke just like me and you.
On the streets people pass by
Riding on chrome.
While I walk to the bus stop trying to get home.
If I look at my life through the eyes of greed,
Envy all of the people who have more than me
I would never have a heaven in the life I live.
So I got to keep my focus with the heart of a kid.
Chorus: 2xs
Thomas Jefferson said life and liberty too
But how does that mix
With the thing we pursue?
In a maze trying to find a better way to live.
Like a dog chasing it’s tail
But when does it give.
Dealing with overseers
Egotistical men.
Paying chump change for the back I break and I bend.
Only giving up the minimum to people who work.
So a corner jobs tempting even though its in dirt.
It’s a shame.
How this game got us living a lie.
I aspire to live higher
And do more than get by.
So I have to keep two jobs to make it ahead, cause a man can’t live on only water and bread.
If I want to have material and lavish things
Midnight candles burn and the crickets sing.
Two suns pass by like the days don’t end,
For apiece of the pie, I’m gon’ do it again.
I wont pretend that I don’t want money to spare
If I had it
I could be almost anywhere
Living life with my liberty and doing my thing.
Happiness is equivalent to freedom’s ring.
Chours:2xs
Happiness isn’t money it’s what money provides
Some come from the green, but still aren’t satisfied.
In somebody else’s pocket
Under control and stress
So they’d rather flap or fall to leave duress.
Most don’t really have it, even though it may seem…
Credit cards got em’ slave to their brand new things.
Some don’t front they only deal with boulevard cream
And the street life liberty is their daily routine.
Gamblers take chances with the shake of roll Hookers hook for a buck on the midnight stroll
Players play the field looking for an okey doak
And the rest get caught up for a hit of the blow.
Some wait for the opportunity to come
Others chase their goals until their days are done
Round the clock at the bottom of this pyramid.
Living life in pursuit, that’s just the way that it is.
On a routine slaves wake up to the sun,
Working from 9-5 and then 6 to one…
Looking for way out of this ignorant bliss
Broken spirits shatter like glass pursuing happiness…
Extra Lyrics…
1) Many are content, but you know that’s a lie
If the chance were presented they would do it and fly
Writing in a room with my ear phones on
Think of a better day
When will it all stop, I can’t think of anything.
Waiting for a sign and I’m tired as fuck
Counting every single second and I don’t believe in luck
Sketching up a fantasy
Paint it with dreams
2) The futures bleak
Who the hell wants to burn for a chance at a dollar and a lesson learned?
Working hard only gets a meal to eat tonight. Stars on momma and your cousins too.
Every body's locked and loaded in this thang that we do.
The aim is so true
Get out of special circumstance
Circumvent this and collect 200 at go.
I’m feeling the blows when I shake and roll
But I suppose I should be more practical.
I’m just trying jumping ahead.
Cause I’m fed up with the situations my loved ones live.
Maybe I can be the one to give…
I’m tired dealing with bullshhhh
3) Kats get caught up in the streets looking for the rainbows end
Pursuing greener grass and their work day
I guess they never heard Houdini when he spit the definition
Sitting in a jail cell hoping and wishing
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