Verse 1:
They’re unboxing dreams, shiny and clean,
I’m stuck in a cycle, barely scraping green.
Scrolling through the gram, they’re flexing gold,
While I’m hustling hard just to keep out the cold.
Bills piling high like the city skyline,
Can’t even afford a dollar sign.
They’re crying "bout storage or the screen they hate,
But I can’t recall my last upgrade.
Chorus:
You got the iPhone 15, but you’re still not pleased,
While I’m just tryna make it, put my mind at ease.
Luxury complaints, yeah, it’s hard to see,
When I can’t afford none, not even the dream.
Verse 2:
They’re mad at the color, the camera’s not clear,
I’m mad at my fridge—it’s been empty all year.
They’re scrolling through options, I’m scrolling through doubt,
One paycheck away from it all falling out.
Late-night shifts, wearing these scars,
They’re taking selfies, I’m counting stars.
Wishing for a break, not a tech release,
While they’re trading phones, I’m just chasing peace.
Chorus:
You got the iPhone 15, but you’re still not pleased,
While I’m just tryna make it, put my mind at ease.
Luxury complaints, yeah, it’s hard to see,
When I can’t afford none, not even the dream.
Bridge:
The world’s got a way of making it loud,
Who’s winning, who’s losing, who’s making the crowd.
But beneath all the noise, there’s a silent fight,
For those left unseen, in the shadow of light.
Outro:
So take your new phone, but maybe think twice,
About those in the dark, paying life’s high price.
"Cause while you complain "bout a scratch on your screen,
I’m dreaming of a life where I’m finally seen.
Chorus (repeated):
You got the iPhone 15, but you’re still not pleased,
While I’m just tryna make it, put my mind at ease.
Luxury complaints, yeah, it’s hard to see,
When I can’t afford none, not even the dream.
