Modernity

Sitting in these four corners Man nothing to do
Honey dip I'm trynna holla at you
And I'm kind of like a sorcerer
Do you feel the magic in the room that's my aura
But nowadays chivalry is dead
I'd be deemed as a simp if I slide in your DMs
Twitter activists typing out injustice
For the fans like they don't understand
The situation that they in
And if anyone disagrees they can get cancelled
Life up in shambles
Dismantled
Conglomerate media feeding you fear
Why they censor content they can put them in cells
But I get it man I'd rather be making sales
But one thing I can't do is stare at people I failed
Cause that's the worst kind of hell

Rather be original than to sell all my self
To be put on a shelf to be shown off
Rather be original than to sell all my self
Cause that's the worst kind of hell

Man this ain't new to me But it's surfacing now
I feel the heat Feel the furnace Feel the fervency now
I keep some sherm in my burgundy pouch
Let it burn like Ellie Golding and inhale it out
It's a sign of times
I can tell cause I can't tell who doing it genuinely
Just wanna know who I'm with
And who's really there for me

Rather be original than to sell all my self
To be put on a shelf to be shown off
Rather be original than to sell all my self
Cause that's the worst kind of hell
And who's really there for me
Rather be original than to sell all myself
To be put on a shelf to be shown off
Rather be original than to sell all my self



Credits
Writer(s): Dub Valentino, Ibrahim Osman Yansaneh, Mickal Belay Mikuria
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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