Alright   When success is equated with excess   The ambition for excess wrecks us   As the top of the mind becomes the bottom line   Where success is equated with excess   If your time ain't been nothing but money   I start to feel really bad for you, honey   Maybe honey, put your money where your mouth's been running   If your time ain't been nothing but money      I want out of this machine   It doesn't feel like freedom   This ain't my American dream   I want to live and die for bigger things   I'm tired of fighting for just me   This ain't my American dream      Success is equated with excess   When you're fighting for the Beamer, the Lexus   As the heart and the soul breathe in the company goals   Where success is equated with excess      I want out of this machine   It doesn't feel like freedom   This ain't my American dream   I want to live and die for bigger things   I'm tired of fighting for just me   This ain't my American dream      'Cause baby's always talking about her ring   And talk has always been the cheapest thing   Is it true, would you do what I want you to   If I show with the right amount of bling   Like a puppet on a monetary string   Maybe we've been caught singing   Red, white, blue, and green   But that ain't my America   That ain't my American dream      This ain't my American dream (that ain't my American dream)   I want to live and die for bigger things (I want to live and die for bigger things)   I'm tired of fighting for just me   This ain't my American dream