Vultures

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 aint real But I know your type, you sell your soul for a fucking record deal A hungry man eats anything you feed 'em A rich man buys anything you sell 'em A scared man believes everything you fucking tell 'em The vultures circle back, again and again and again Yeah, I see you, tryna cash out through your taglines Yeah, you were built on fake hype and co-signs Now all of a sudden Running your mouth in public But you aint from it, you aint got the heart And you don't got the stomach Motherfucker A hungry man eats anything you feed 'em A rich man buys anything you sell 'em A scared man believes everything you fucking tell 'em The vultures circle back, again and again and again Yeah you're just the assholes Tryna get paid off all of them Yeah you're just the assholes Tryna get paid off all of them A hungry man eats anything you feed 'em A rich man buys anything you sell 'em A scared man believes everything you fucking tell 'em The vultures circle back, again and again and again Again and again and again The vultures circle back, again and again and again