Happy (Cover)
(Intro - Female Vocalist, ethereal, echoing) From nothing but a dream and a worn-out ball... To the echo of your name in a crowded hall... Doesn't that make you happy? (Chorus - Male Vocalist, rhythmic, anthemic) Ever seen a hundred-fifty, rubber bands ran up? Ever seen a baller start from nothin', get a plan up? Don't that make you happy? (Happy?) Don't that make you happy? (So happy?) Oh, it don't? That's an issue... I know players who are still out here runnin' from issues... (Verse 1 - Male Vocalist, rhythmic, anthemic) I'm not into what these other dudes are into... Knew that since I was a youngin' on the front stoop, I wasn't gone budge... If a rival tried to front me, got my respect... What you willin' to die for? The same thing I'm willin' to slide for... Forget all your idols, I don't got no big homies, sis... I put my own foot in the door, off the motherlovin' strength... All the nights in the gym I spent, it's too many to count... But what makes up for it is the final amount... (Chorus - Male Vocalist, rhythmic, anthemic) Ever seen a hundred-fifty, rubber bands ran up? Ever seen a baller start from nothin', get a plan up? Don't that make you happy? (Happy?) Don't that make you happy? (So happy?) Oh, it don't? That's an issue... I know players who are still out here runnin' from issues... (Verse 2 - Male Vocalist, rhythmic, anthemic) Y'all seen the game, every single shot I touch, they be like "Ding! Swish!" Money on the line all the time, like the final buzz, BREEENG! I been lit since the songs played on your NextGen when the thing rang... I am up, lil baby, I don't need no change... Need a victory in the clutch, certified like Tim Duncan... Imagine the crowd seein' me drop a thirty-piece, with my thing thang... Confidence through the roof, and they don't think the same... Are you happy for me or no? That's the only question I pose... It don't matter to me, oh no, I sink the shot on all my foes... (Chorus - Male Vocalist, rhythmic, anthemic) Ever seen a hundred-fifty, rubber bands ran up? Ever seen a baller start from nothin', get a plan up? Don't that make you happy? (Happy?) Don't that make you happy? (So happy?) Oh, it don? That's an issue... I know players who are still out here runnin' from issues... (Bridge - Male Vocalist, introspective, Cudi-esque hums underneath) And just thinkin' 'bout it, nah, that ain't gon' fix it... I'm 'bout that action, the motion, might miss you... I'm into gettin' every bucket, my GED is Get Every Dollar... Money ain't everything, but losin' never made me happy... Anxiety is taxing, so I'm maxin' out on good times... Even if it ain't rational, I'm cashin' out... Walkin' through the tunnel, a national sensation... That championship confetti makes the world feel magical... Like, I can hit this, I can have that... A hundred rubber-banded up, like, "How much for the net to cat?" I'ma bargain for a good deal, even with a hundred mil'... I can sense the jealousy, I'm an empath, but I can't feel theirs... Playin' with my animal side, see why gator bites don't heal... You don't wanna be a Steve Irwin in my paint, don't wanna see a accident that keeps your stomach turnin'... This is the remix, the improved version... Good on the highlights, but I'm better in person... (Outro - Female Vocalist, ethereal, fading) From the concrete to the chrome... A king built his kingdom alone... Doesn't that make you happy? (Rubber bands up...) ...happy?
