Eli Thomson - Success lyrics

Tell me what's the matter with your success ladder You never end up on top Fixated on a feeling; high up as the ceiling When will it ever stop? Well it's only money; It ain't like honey Pure as mother nature intends It's mostly real dirty and about every thirty days It goes away again Well success ain't about being better than everyone else It's about being better than yourself Well success ain't about being better than everyone else It's about being better than yourself She was driving her Mercedes through the streets of Haiti As everybody stopped and stared Oh she feels like something; daddy's little pumpkin A grown-a** woman in a high chair Took her first-world problems to a third-world person And asked for a shoulder to cry She embarra**ed herself because a poor person's problem Is mainly just to try not to die Well success ain't about being better than everyone else It's about being better than yourself Well success ain't about being better than everyone else It's about being better than yourself Well success ain't about being better than everyone else It's about being better than yourself Well success ain't about being better than everyone else It's about being better than yourself Well success ain't about being better than everyone else It's about being better than yourself Well success ain't about being better than everyone else It's about being better than yourself