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No rest for the wicked

2023

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Look, when your fantasies hit reality
When fans become critics, analytics predict your salaries
Sick of all the analogies, the fallacies
Niggas online that's grieving their casualties
Happily tweet foul shit and say that they hacking me
The savagery (Savagery) everyone here's living so lavishly
Imagine me (Imagine that) tellin' Saquon he wasn't as fast as me (He can't run)
Telling Durant that he couldn't splash the three (He can't)
Telling LeBron that he couldn't pass Kareem
Livin' online is like a flashy dream, every ho's a classy queen
I don't know what happy means, Jordan face laughing meme
Money phones, ashy teens (What?) overblown ass in jeans (Yeah)
Sober tones crack your screen (Damn) Home Alone classic scene (Woo)
Too arms raised to your face, I'm too calm raising the stakes
The soup's on, make you a plate, food for your thoughts
So think before you maneuver your forks (Damn)
You got niggas rich on the 'Gram that's postin' pics and ain't moved from the porch (Hah)
Don't tell me what your net worth (Don't)
Don't tell me how the net work (Nah)
And how the internet works, now everyone's an expert
Now it's pray for ya mama, she got COVID, plus her chest hurt
But you ain't gave her a dollar, check those comments on your fresh purse (Damn)
Everything is a blessing (Everything), everything got you stressin' (Everything)
Everyone got a question (Come on), everybody is destined (You right)
Everyone's got you fucked up (Fucked up), everyone's teaching lessons (Now)
Every woman is stuck-up (Come on), every nigga's impressive (Ha-ha)
Oh yeah? Just imagine this wasn't fantasy
Where funerals turn to photos and victories turn to tragedies
Now they calling me king, matter of fact, just call me Your Majesty
All of this clown shit got the circus filled to capacity

Fuck the opinions so don't give me one
You swear that you a star but you don't know what turned you into one
What block you on? We spinnin', son (Skrrt)
That Devil on your shoulder disappearin' when the sins are done (Uh-huh)
A picture's worth a thousand words but I'm just tryna win in one
(I'm just tryna win in one)
Yeah, what's your caption like? (What?)
You lookin' good on that post but ain't lived half the life (Ha-ha)
Let me see that pic again, I don't think that you snapped it right (Nah)
Three dots for the caption likes, I ain't even have to like

Every nigga watchin' me closely, my shit is butter
For the bread, they wanna put me under, we could be brothers
But instead, they wanna push these buttons
Track decisions through the algorithm, cookie cutter
Oh, I get it, it's all about likes, it's all about follows
Through all of our plights and all of our sorrow
As long as you clean with the metal and bottle
It's really no need for a better tomorrow
It's really no meaning to death and survival
We flowing in between and that's with the baqua
Hopin' that you just quoting a line from a model
When all of those laws defined it as gospel
But this is what I do, show you how I'm feelin' from a status
Facts is nowadays you can be reeled in from a catfish
That shit alone should tell you that this life we livin' backwards
But a Nike deal attached will feel as classic, huh?
It seems that you think that this fine
Use memes to escape from the mind
Dancing on TikTok, bruh, we in the race against time
Flee from this racist facade, jeans from an ancient design
They seen it engraved in the mind, the schemers that make us divide
You niggas jaded, our independent thought was did away with
They keep the goddess entertained with entertainment
Then obtain it when it's tainted and in a way, this shit the Matrix
In a tape when niggas make this, send the stage through simulation
It's innovation, just in a statement, the situations
I done blew a bird on promotion 'fore I ever spoke in Twitter spaces
This mental spaceship, I didn't makeshift
Could tell this child a different brain from other children once the village raised it
I can't live if Hell is in the game plan
And Heaven's full of slaves, man
Tryna find my way, I'm Magellan in a vague land
Compared to what these lames said
Cut from a different cloth but they just read it on the same thread
Shit, artificial intelligence is made man
Can't go live on smartphones then literally go brain dead
Since when did we hold fame man?
The same sense is honorable, brave men
Man, this shit ain't been the same since
They screenshot it now instead of purchase
They eavesdroppin' now instead of searchin'
They said that you can't judge a book by the cover
I either buy the face, okay
That's why the Hell is version what a nigga metaverse with
God, nigga (God, nigga)

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Fuck the opinions so don't give me one
You swear that you a star but you don't know what turned you into one
What block you on? We spinnin', son (Skrrt)
That Devil on your shoulder disappearin' when the sins are done (Uh-huh)
A picture's worth a thousand words but I'm just tryna win in one
(I'm just tryna win in one)
Yeah, what's your caption like? (What?)
You lookin' good on that post but ain't lived half the life (Ha-ha)
Let me see that pic again, I don't think that you snapped it right (Nah)
Three dots for the caption likes, I ain't even have to like

Every nigga watchin' me closely, my shit is butter
For the bread, they wanna put me under, we could be brothers
But instead, they wanna push these buttons
Track decisions through the algorithm, cookie cutter
Oh, I get it, it's all about likes, it's all about follows
Through all of our plights and all of our sorrow
As long as you clean with the metal and bottle
It's really no need for a better tomorrow
It's really no meaning to death and survival
We flowing in between and that's with the baqua
Hopin' that you just quoting a line from a model
When all of those laws defined it as gospel
But this is what I do, show you how I'm feelin' from a status
Facts is nowadays you can be reeled in from a catfish
That shit alone should tell you that this life we livin' backwards
But a Nike deal attached will feel as classic, huh?
It seems that you think that this fine
Use memes to escape from the mind
Dancing on TikTok, bruh, we in the race against time
Flee from this racist facade, jeans from an ancient design
They seen it engraved in the mind, the schemers that make us divide
You niggas jaded, our independent thought was did away with
They keep the goddess entertained with entertainment
Then obtain it when it's tainted and in a way, this shit the Matrix
In a tape when niggas make this, send the stage through simulation
It's innovation, just in a statement, the situations
I done blew a bird on promotion 'fore I ever spoke in Twitter spaces
This mental spaceship, I didn't makeshift
Could tell this child a different brain from other children once the village raised it
I can't live if Hell is in the game plan
And Heaven's full of slaves, man
Tryna find my way, I'm Magellan in a vague land
Compared to what these lames said
Cut from a different cloth but they just read it on the same thread
Shit, artificial intelligence is made man
Can't go live on smartphones then literally go brain dead
Since when did we hold fame man?
The same sense is honorable, brave men
Man, this shit ain't been the same since
They screenshot it now instead of purchase
They eavesdroppin' now instead of searchin'
They said that you can't judge a book by the cover
I either buy the face, okay
That's why the Hell is version what a nigga metaverse with
God, nigga (God, nigga)