The Grand Scheme ft. Baby Panna Lyrics

I used to drive around in my 95 Camry

Back when Macklemore stole Kendrick's first Grammy

Smoking weed, drinking booze, eating Taco Bell

50 dollars in my pocket, think I'm doing pretty well

Then I got a house, and an Audi, kayak, and a maid

I'm addicted to the leather and the feathers and the suede

I been browsing foreign housing for the day that I get paid

And they tell me that money can't buy happiness

I want a tiger and a harp and a boat

And around my mansion I'm digging a moat

One house for my chef, one house for my guests

They stay silent when I sneeze because I'm already blessed

I got money that I gotta blow

'Cause I can't take it with me when I go

VIP is 1,000 bucks a head

So I looked at her and said

What's another thousand in the grand scheme of things

What's another thousand in the grand scheme of things

What's another thousand in the grand scheme of things

What's another thousand

I don't need another thousand

Don't need no public housing

I'm browsing for a mansion

In the hills way out of town and

A studio to bounce in

Front garden with a fountain

Front door with a guard

And a car with a driver

I'm a part-time Midas

Put the past behind us

I don't have to look at it

'Cause the riches are beside us

The jewelry will blind

The tax man won't find us

I'm hiding in the islands

Enjoying a warmer climate, in private

TBH my haters will be irate

Turn the page and jet out on a private

I even tip the pilot

I never have to think about the violence

A bag in my brother's hand will handle it in silence

And won't even bat an eyelid

My watch will be timeless

My lane will be silent

Yo yo yo yo

The clothes and the cars

Man it's all a distraction

I'm ready for change

Are you ready for action?

They got us chasing dollars when we should be chasing change

They got us chasing dollars when we should be chasing change

They got us chasing dollars when we should be chasing change

What's another thousand in the grand scheme of things

Children getting shot while they're sitting in class

Heating up the planet cuz we gotta burn gas

Rich get a fortune, the poor get extortion

Are we still fighting for abortion

A dad who's dying of cancer

He can't pay for chemo, and his prayers go unanswered

land of the free and the prisons for profit

Politicians in they pocket

Painted as the savior even when we choose war

Taking oil make 'em loyal do it with our brute force

We measure the economy with GDP

But why is it a good thing to produce more

We all have tunnel vision, definition of an addict

Money is the mission, Anything to feed the habit

Have to have it, we all rabid, I ain't talking 'bout bunnies

We all foaming at the mouth, steady chasing the money

What's another thousand in the grand scheme of things