Sharp Between the Ears by Bobby Macavelli Lyrics
[Sample:]
"There is no nobility in poverty
I have been a rich man, and I have been a poor man
And I choose rich every fucking time!
Cause' at least as a rich man, when I have to face my problems, I show up in the back of a limo wearing a $2,000 suit and a $40,000 gold fuckin' watch."
[Verse 1]
May Day it's pay day the new Vans
Kush Diet on the hoodie so you know the plan
Saying, "You the man"
But what that really mean?
Cause they was really mean when really this was all a dream
And now they finally seen what I try to tell them
The passion everlasting plant that in your cerebellum
Outkast 'em like a felon
Sorry Miss Jackson
Fuck a cookie cutter like, "Me? I want the action"
And really I ain't asking for to much
Time moving slow and I ain't sipping out of two cups
It got me thinking of days
Packing Stands[?]
Double X's on my hands
So I plan to be the man
Call me Dan Bilzerian
Giving you nothing but true stuff
Realized in life
The dollars in your wallet only take you to the sight
But it's you whose gotta choose if you see it
And legacy is all we get to leave when we leavin
So we leavin like:
[Hook]
Money, fame, liquor, and drugs
Guessing like a test so we circle all above
Do you do it for the love
Or the people with a passion
For now we don't know so we make it everlasting
Get it, get it like Belfort-
Hating something outta nothing, what the hell for? [x4]
[Verse 2]
Oh damn, Bobby money running dry
And that's the type of shit that in my town don't flying
If she looking for a guy
That would swoop her in that 'Cedes
Benz, and it depends, how much you spend, to get the lady
And I tell myself, "Fuck that"
Show me where the real one's
Nevertheless I find myself debating, "Is there still some?"
Because I don't never see them at your modern day socials
But once you cashing out, all the girlies getting vocal
Sipping out your bottle got you feeling so hopeful
But once your bottles dry, all the girlies get mobile
As soon as hair happen now it's tailing my focus
But I do it for the love, give a fuck 'bout what dope is
And I don't know if you know this, nor do I really care
Cause perception is reality and I see it clear
People filter what you see and how you see and what you hear
So I'm filtering myself, staying sharp between the ears like:
[Hook]
[Wolf of Wall Street Clip]
[Hook]
"There is no nobility in poverty
I have been a rich man, and I have been a poor man
And I choose rich every fucking time!
Cause' at least as a rich man, when I have to face my problems, I show up in the back of a limo wearing a $2,000 suit and a $40,000 gold fuckin' watch."
[Verse 1]
May Day it's pay day the new Vans
Kush Diet on the hoodie so you know the plan
Saying, "You the man"
But what that really mean?
Cause they was really mean when really this was all a dream
And now they finally seen what I try to tell them
The passion everlasting plant that in your cerebellum
Outkast 'em like a felon
Sorry Miss Jackson
Fuck a cookie cutter like, "Me? I want the action"
And really I ain't asking for to much
Time moving slow and I ain't sipping out of two cups
It got me thinking of days
Packing Stands[?]
Double X's on my hands
So I plan to be the man
Call me Dan Bilzerian
Giving you nothing but true stuff
Realized in life
The dollars in your wallet only take you to the sight
But it's you whose gotta choose if you see it
And legacy is all we get to leave when we leavin
So we leavin like:
[Hook]
Money, fame, liquor, and drugs
Guessing like a test so we circle all above
Do you do it for the love
Or the people with a passion
For now we don't know so we make it everlasting
Get it, get it like Belfort-
Hating something outta nothing, what the hell for? [x4]
[Verse 2]
Oh damn, Bobby money running dry
And that's the type of shit that in my town don't flying
If she looking for a guy
That would swoop her in that 'Cedes
Benz, and it depends, how much you spend, to get the lady
And I tell myself, "Fuck that"
Show me where the real one's
Nevertheless I find myself debating, "Is there still some?"
Because I don't never see them at your modern day socials
But once you cashing out, all the girlies getting vocal
Sipping out your bottle got you feeling so hopeful
But once your bottles dry, all the girlies get mobile
As soon as hair happen now it's tailing my focus
But I do it for the love, give a fuck 'bout what dope is
And I don't know if you know this, nor do I really care
Cause perception is reality and I see it clear
People filter what you see and how you see and what you hear
So I'm filtering myself, staying sharp between the ears like:
[Hook]
[Wolf of Wall Street Clip]
[Hook]