Style and Substance

Style over substance, substance over style
Make me wanna leave and not come back for a while
Feel like I been runnin' round aimlessly for miles
Is this something I'd be willing to die for?

I been keepin' all my feelings on file
Feel like all these people 'round me puttin' me on trial
Thought that we was homies, why you tryna be a rival?
Feel like more and more I gotta keep forcin' this smile
It's sad watchin' these people sell their souls to go viral
All the things that I been seein' have been gettin' wild
I'm not one to judge you but I can control where I go
Always feelin' down, at this point it's like a cycle
I'm just tryna get some checks as if I work for Nike, oh

Style over substance, substance over style
Make me wanna leave and not come back for a while
Feel like I been runnin' round aimlessly for miles
Is this something I'd be willing to die for?



Credits
Writer(s): James Cone
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