bite the hand that feeds
Population as a whole
Seems to have control
Of the things you did today
Of the things you did today
Ppl on patrol
And endlessly they scroll
Who can I copy from today
Who can I copy from today
Friendship is so fabricated
Ppl are so fake
Blue check by their names
Nothing in their head remains
They only have their image
Maybe followers and chains
But they copy one another
Cause they have nothing to say
You mean nothing today
You'll mean nothing tomorrow
Won't even be remembered by the ppl that you follow
If the foundation is plastic
Then what will hold the frame
There's nothing left to do except to play the fucking game
They're looking for escape, yeah
They're looking for escape
They're looking for escape
From this prison that they made
They're looking for escape, yeah
They're looking for escape
They're looking for escape
From this prison that they made
Running through the streets
Yeah, we running through the streets
I get a single blue check and they congregate with me
Got a vision, got a vision
Hard for them to see
I'm a god I'll cut myself and watch a thousand ppl bleed
Copy me, yeah, copy me, yeah, copy me they do
So watch how many switch up when I'm dropping something new
They don't know the violence that it took for me to change
So they take what isn't theirs so I switch up rearrange
Nothing is the same
Yeah, nothing is the same
Cause they'll steal a fucking hook
And release it on their name
Pencil pushers, pencil pushers
Office worker clout
They can't make the music
So they steal and run their mouth
Nothing left to say
Yeah, you got nothing left to say
Use a word like gypsy
Cause you don't know what it is
How much can you pay, yeah
How much can you pay
Moved out to the city
Cause you're such a piece of shit
I'll never spend enough
Yeah, I'll never spend enough
These ppl all from money
Shaking hands with a velvet gloves
Never let it go
Cause they never let me win
I'll never let them free
Cause they'd never let me in
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Seems to have control
Of the things you did today
Of the things you did today
Ppl on patrol
And endlessly they scroll
Who can I copy from today
Who can I copy from today
Friendship is so fabricated
Ppl are so fake
Blue check by their names
Nothing in their head remains
They only have their image
Maybe followers and chains
But they copy one another
Cause they have nothing to say
You mean nothing today
You'll mean nothing tomorrow
Won't even be remembered by the ppl that you follow
If the foundation is plastic
Then what will hold the frame
There's nothing left to do except to play the fucking game
They're looking for escape, yeah
They're looking for escape
They're looking for escape
From this prison that they made
They're looking for escape, yeah
They're looking for escape
They're looking for escape
From this prison that they made
Running through the streets
Yeah, we running through the streets
I get a single blue check and they congregate with me
Got a vision, got a vision
Hard for them to see
I'm a god I'll cut myself and watch a thousand ppl bleed
Copy me, yeah, copy me, yeah, copy me they do
So watch how many switch up when I'm dropping something new
They don't know the violence that it took for me to change
So they take what isn't theirs so I switch up rearrange
Nothing is the same
Yeah, nothing is the same
Cause they'll steal a fucking hook
And release it on their name
Pencil pushers, pencil pushers
Office worker clout
They can't make the music
So they steal and run their mouth
Nothing left to say
Yeah, you got nothing left to say
Use a word like gypsy
Cause you don't know what it is
How much can you pay, yeah
How much can you pay
Moved out to the city
Cause you're such a piece of shit
I'll never spend enough
Yeah, I'll never spend enough
These ppl all from money
Shaking hands with a velvet gloves
Never let it go
Cause they never let me win
I'll never let them free
Cause they'd never let me in
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Writer(s): Jordan Sommer
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