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Stuck in this moment up on my screen
Time pass as I scroll down my timeline
Thinking that everything what it seem
Fly past the news the last thing that's on my mind
I'm focused on trendy if anything
Niggas will settle for it
So really there's nothin to it
Cash crop whip it forever in search of cream
So invested in my media
My tired eyes ingesting them holograms
Gettin' fed up when hands are hollow
Askin' for follows and
Crackin' jokes about my hope and if I live for tomorrow
Think Imma snap if I don't snap again
Cut the bullshit on Instagram plastering
All of the movement 2000 views I'm mastering
All of the tools don't get confused
These days had to switch up my shoes
And you ain't runnin' wit me
I used to hide a lot
And now I got them hidin'
Paradigm of greatness
Moon rising on the horizon
I just keep checking the comments
Looking for ways to validate myself
Really though I hate myself
And seeing reflections of
All of these seconds of
Violence, intolerance, Muhammad, God and secular
The pixels they busy too doing damage irreparable
Ingrain in ya retinas all the unsightly spectacles
Stuck in this moment up on my screen
Time pass as I scroll down my timeline
Thinking that everything what it seem
Fly past the news the last thing that's on my mind
Focused on trendy if anything
Niggas will settle for it
Really there's nothin to it
Cash crop whip it forever in search of cream
And I just want you to follow me
I just want you to follow me
I just want you to follow me
I just want you to follow me
What you really following
It's the land of the living dead up on that livestream
Hidden hands get up in your heads with all the liking
I just t-t-t-tap away the time inside my mind
I'm getting trapped it's all part of designs in the
Fabric of reality I (Iiiiii)
Seam the dualities and
Seem to be outwardly (Uhhh)
Practicing alchemy
The way I turn this fuckin' lead to gold every day
And now I'm thumbing through this code like Neo tryna make it out
Go and pop ya blue pills I don't fuck with those
Like Big Sean on his own song you ain't in control
I see a couple zombies walking down my street
And thinkin to myself like damn that could be me
If you ain't stepping careful they gon' snatch you up
Takin your cookies like social media Santa
Them advertisers be after us
It's really tragic bruh
We just dollar signs in they eyes
Stuck in this moment up on my screen
Time pass as I scroll down my timeline
Thinking that everything what it seem
Fly past the news the last thing that's on my mind
Focused on trendy if anything
Niggas will settle for it
Really there's nothin to it
Cash crop whip it forever in search of cream
And I just want you to follow me
I just want you to follow me
I just want you to follow me
I just want you to follow me
What you really following
Time pass as I scroll down my timeline
Thinking that everything what it seem
Fly past the news the last thing that's on my mind
I'm focused on trendy if anything
Niggas will settle for it
So really there's nothin to it
Cash crop whip it forever in search of cream
So invested in my media
My tired eyes ingesting them holograms
Gettin' fed up when hands are hollow
Askin' for follows and
Crackin' jokes about my hope and if I live for tomorrow
Think Imma snap if I don't snap again
Cut the bullshit on Instagram plastering
All of the movement 2000 views I'm mastering
All of the tools don't get confused
These days had to switch up my shoes
And you ain't runnin' wit me
I used to hide a lot
And now I got them hidin'
Paradigm of greatness
Moon rising on the horizon
I just keep checking the comments
Looking for ways to validate myself
Really though I hate myself
And seeing reflections of
All of these seconds of
Violence, intolerance, Muhammad, God and secular
The pixels they busy too doing damage irreparable
Ingrain in ya retinas all the unsightly spectacles
Stuck in this moment up on my screen
Time pass as I scroll down my timeline
Thinking that everything what it seem
Fly past the news the last thing that's on my mind
Focused on trendy if anything
Niggas will settle for it
Really there's nothin to it
Cash crop whip it forever in search of cream
And I just want you to follow me
I just want you to follow me
I just want you to follow me
I just want you to follow me
What you really following
It's the land of the living dead up on that livestream
Hidden hands get up in your heads with all the liking
I just t-t-t-tap away the time inside my mind
I'm getting trapped it's all part of designs in the
Fabric of reality I (Iiiiii)
Seam the dualities and
Seem to be outwardly (Uhhh)
Practicing alchemy
The way I turn this fuckin' lead to gold every day
And now I'm thumbing through this code like Neo tryna make it out
Go and pop ya blue pills I don't fuck with those
Like Big Sean on his own song you ain't in control
I see a couple zombies walking down my street
And thinkin to myself like damn that could be me
If you ain't stepping careful they gon' snatch you up
Takin your cookies like social media Santa
Them advertisers be after us
It's really tragic bruh
We just dollar signs in they eyes
Stuck in this moment up on my screen
Time pass as I scroll down my timeline
Thinking that everything what it seem
Fly past the news the last thing that's on my mind
Focused on trendy if anything
Niggas will settle for it
Really there's nothin to it
Cash crop whip it forever in search of cream
And I just want you to follow me
I just want you to follow me
I just want you to follow me
I just want you to follow me
What you really following
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Writer(s): Isaiah Conte
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