They tell me
"Keep it simple"
I tell them
"Take it slow"
I feed and water an idea so I let it grow

I tell them
"Take it easy"
They laugh and tell me no
It's cool but I don't see them laughin'
of my money though

They spittin' facts at me
I'm spittin' tracks, catch me?
I'm spinnin' gold out my records,
Know you can't combat me

They tell me
"Jesus walks"
I tell them
"Money talks"
Bling got me chill
'Cause I'm living in an icebox

They tell me I've been sleepin
I say
"I'm wide awake"
Tracks hot and ready so they call me
Mister Easy-Bake

They say the grass is greener
I think my grass is dank
Drivin' with a drank on an
empty tank to the bank

Do you feel me?
Take a look inside my brain
The people always different but it always feels
the same

That's the real me
Pop the champagne
The haters wanna hurt me and I'm laughin'
at the pain

Stayin' still
Eyes closed
Let the world just pass me by

Pain pills
Nice clothes
If I fall I think I'll fly

Touch me, Midas
Make me part of your design
None to guide us
I feel fear for the very last time

They tell me that I'm special
I smile and shake my head
I'll give them stories to tell friends
about the things I said

They tell me I'm so humble
I say
"I'm turning red"
They let me lie to them and don't feel
like they've been misled

They give so much to me
I'm losing touch, get me?
Served on a silver platter
ask for seconds, they just let me

They tell me I'm a god
I'm lost in the facade
Six-feet off the ground at all times
I think I'm feelin odd

No mater what I make
They never see mistakes
Makin' so much bread
I don't care that they're just being fake

They tell me they're below me
I act like I'm above
The people blend together but I would be lost
without their love

Can you heal me?
Have I gained too much?
When you become untouchable, you're unable
to touch

Is there a real me?
Pop the champagne
It hurts me just to think and I don't do pain

Stayin' still
Eyes closed
Let the world just pass me by

Pain pills
Nice clothes
If I fall I think I'll fly

Touch me, Midas
Make me part of your design
None to guide us
I feel fear for the very last time

Lay still, restless
Lose sleep while I lose my mind
All thrill, no stress
All my muses left behind
(left behind)

World is below
So high up, I'm near-divine (I'm so high up)

Lean in, let go
I feel fear for the very last time