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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lionheart
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lionheart
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Evan Krejci
Producer
Rob Watson
Producer
Texty
[Verse 1]
You're narcissistic, self righteous, what is this?
You're even worse than that bullshit you preach against
Well, if that's what you call real, I guess I ain't real
But I know your type, you'd sell your soul for a fuckin' record deal
[Verse 2]
A hungry man eats anything you feed him
A rich man buys anything you sell him
A scared man believes anything you fuckin' tell him
So vultures circle back again and again and again
[Verse 3]
Yeah, I see you, tryna cash out, through your tag lines
Yeah, you were built on fake hype and co-signs
Now all of a sudden, runnin' your mouth in public
But you ain't from it, you ain't got the heart
And you don't got the stomach, motherfucker
[Verse 4]
A hungry man eats anything you feed him
A rich man buys anything you sell him
A scared man believes anything you fuckin' tell him
So vultures circle back again and again and again
[Verse 5]
Hey, hey, hey
Yeah, you're just the asshole, tryna get paid off all of them
Hey, hey, hey
Yeah, you're just the asshole, tryna get paid off all of them
[Verse 6]
A hungry man eats anything you feed him
A rich man buys anything you sell him
A scared man believes anything you fuckin' tell him
The vultures circle back again and again and again
[Verse 7]
Again and again and again
Ooh
[Verse 8]
Hey, hey, hey
The vultures circle back again and again and again
Written by: Lionheart
