"The Higher Up's" lyrics

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

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 America

You know how the story go, count you out because you poor
Give 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)

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
Ship you outta state like corporate America
All my business straight like corporate America

They sent all my niggas to prison for sellin' weed
Turnt around and made it legal, and them niggas still ain't free
How we 'posed to manage? Our block is a livin' hell
Walk inside a school, it's lookin' just like a jail
I'm still avoidin' twelve, it don't matter I'm rich
A nigga in a Maybach, he gotta be sellin' bricks
That's the way they think, ain't nowhere I'm legit
Multi-millionaire, and all I'm slangin' is hits
All these record labels be robbin' these rappers blind
It feel just like the streets, they slime you soon as you sign
Jackers in the streets be rockin' mask and gloves
In corporate America, they rockin' Tom Ford

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
Ship you outta state like corporate America
All my business straight like corporate America

Yes, a war is coming
Yes, the world is shot to hell, and you're all goners
Everything is screwed up, and you like it that way, don't you?
I mean, who the hell are you anyway?
You audience