Bad Eyedea - Can't Afford Lyrics

Cold meal
Shit's real
I don't give a f*ck how she feel
Yeah I took the red and the blue pill
I'ma run it back like O'Neil
Big wheel, feeling like a kid again
Dealing with the shit that I've been stepping in
Jotting this pen like it's a lyrical weapon
24-7 til' I see you heaven
365 Ima turn into eleven
Bad Eyedea with a few exceptions
Bottling up my new depression
I been
Panhandling to handling
Pans up in the kitchen
Let a man cook
Cause he's itching to cook
This man is cutting his ties
And putting his eyes up in a book
Trynna figure out his wrongs from his rights
Like look look look

I'm piss poor but that never changed my attitude
I can't afford to love you how you want me to
I did the chores how you like yeah I played the fool
I can't afford to love you how you want me to
I can't afford a vacuum so I bought a broom
I can't afford to love you how you want me to
I can't afford the vocal coach or the autotune