Artist: Joey Bada$$ f/ Action Bronson, Rico Love Album: Southpaw Soundtrack (S) Song: What About the Rest of Us Typed by: AZ Lyrics "Action!" [Action Bronson] Oh-five, pounds in the Laredo They gotta get there today though Ain't no time for tryna lay low, babe bro If you can't do it, all you gotta do is say no I'll take it from there, Asians on grand ready to work it Displayed a smirk like Mr. Perfect Under the bridge behind the van in the cab I made the drop-off Thank signs that nothin popped off Since I was young, handled lots of foreign vehicles and things My father wore the ring when he pushed me in the swing Plus he pushed that red thing I wanted to be like him so bad, wear the same shoes that he stepped in Of course I need paper I wanna ride the one-seater like Speed Racer In the Jetta smokin a one sheet of the green acres Listenin to bullshit music: thinkin how I'm gonna do this, uh [Chorus: Rico Love] Uh, the temptation's real Even though we feel I've been here before, somebody help me Lord, have mercy It's like the world we live in, was only designed for, somebody wealthy But what about the rest of us? What about the rest of us? Screamin, "Somebody help me" (somebody help me) But what about the rest of us? It's like the world we live in, was only designed for, somebody wealthy (somebody wealthy) {"Turn the lights on!"} [Joey Bada$$] Yeah yeah, yo I'm from a place called the jungle where the livin' is rough It had me low for a while now I'm pickin' it up Holdin' the spot straight stickin' it rippin' it up I dropped (99 Problems) switchin' and not givin' a fuck So what you want? Got your bitch nigga grippin' her butt Around my dick, takin' pics nigga flickin' it up My clique is what's up, get buck if you want You'll end up dumped chump in a pond, lake, in a trunk of New York There's no duckin' me, the Bada$$, time for no fuckery Won't find a chick who got a dime or take a single buck from me These hoes be lovin' me, I keep it so G Respectin' where I be, nigga check your OG My back flow will mirror your fat flows well here it go My, visions is lineal when I'm rippin' the video It's a lyrical miracle when I enter your stereo The rarest breeds sick like venereal diseases, uh [Chorus] [Rico Love] Dyin for nothin Killin to live Fightin for somethin Too bad we don't know what it is What you think all of this cash for? Tryna put stamps on my passport Man I'm just schemin on new hoes Already forgot 'bout my last broad Cause [Chorus]