I keep myself high
But I'm low
I'm smellin' like pot and Old Spice
But my girl don't mind when I smoke
We work nights just to pick up a check
We overqualified for positions we get
...and if you wanna come inside
We gon' smile and guide you
But we're not like you
We're just the help
Here's a magic trick –
Watch me turn this ten into
A tank of gas, a six-pack, and a pack of cigs
(They threw the matches in!)
And now that I'm waitin' tables
I got cash again in my wallet so
I'm cashin' in
Grabbin' my tips, addin' 'em
Doin' the math in my head
Like
"I'm about to half the rent
So I can run up my tab again to a thousand dollars"
Just like my pals in college
I'm surrounded by alcoholics and that shit's bad for my wallet but...
I keep myself high
But I'm low
I'm smellin' like pot and Old Spice
But my girl don't mind when I smoke
We work nights just to pick up a check
We overqualified for positions we get
...and if you wanna come inside
We gon' smile and guide you
But we're not like you
We're just the help
Stop for a minute –
Lemme take a second to just pause the pretension
Yeah
See, money talks, but ain't no talkin' to Benjamin
And honestly
That motherfucker's not my president
Not representin' myself in a correct way
Ain't gettin' correct paid
Try to come correct the system checks you
The next day
So I try to make that shit where you just
Press play...
And all of a sudden
You're swept away to a better place
...but fuck it I can't lie
Gotta keep that rent paid
So what do friends say in times of trials and tribulations?
We fake it until we make it and
We get paid
So to my people in the kitchen with the dish rags
To my people who be livin' off they tips made
Well for the night
Why don't you send a little this way?
Take a minute out of your busy day and
Just wave
I keep myself high
But I'm low
I'm smellin' like pot and Old Spice
But my girl don't mind