Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marquise Green
Songwriter
Marcus Sharpe
Songwriter
Drake Slansky
Songwriter
Evan George
Songwriter
Lyrics
Revolution won't be televised
They gon' post it on IG Live
Do it for the retweets
Do it for the likes
Do it for the retweets
Do it for ya life
Revolution won't be televised (Do it for the Gram)
They gon' post it on IG Live (Flex, flex, flexxxx)
Do it for the retweets (Do it for the retweets)
Do it for the likes (Do it for the likes)
Do it for the retweets
Do it for ya life
Never cared about Instagram
I was trynna get instant grams
I ain't trippin' off the likes and views
Everything I do is for my fam
I been workin' so hard
Swear I was Jamaican
Cuz I got 10 jobs
Fuck the police
Cuz I'm down by law
Achievin' my dreams is what got my heart
You would think I was an actor
Cuz I'm playin' my part
Once I set my aim
Then I'm off
I gotta dart
You would think I worked
At R.E.I.
WHY?
Why ask why
Cuz I'm climbin' these charts
If you wanna get the bag
Gotta fill up the cart
If you wanna finish
Motherfucker gotta start
You ain't got hustle
Then you prolly gon' starve
You ain't got hustle then you're not one of ours
Boy ya better be someone
'For someone else takes yo' life
Why would I be someone
That someone else might not like?
When I'm on the east side homie
I'm an east side homie
I'ma speak right, homie
If it please my homies
I'm at least 5 seconds
From a decline
Hold me down
Throw me up
Maybe you see the light for me, ah
You don't wanna see the lights vanish
We jumpin' off the roof
Don't panic
You been foldin' under pressure
That's damage
You been growin' through depression
That's manic
Tell me how the fuck you feel
When you ain't nobody real
And you bout to go and steal
Everything about a person
'Cuz a purpose is a home you never built
You do anything for thrills
You don't ever feel fulfilled like
Revolution won't be televised
They gon' post it on IG Live
Do it for the retweets
Do it for the likes
Do it for the retweets
Do it for ya life
Revolution won't be televised
They gon' post it on IG Live
Do it for the retweets
Do it for the likes
Do it for the retweets
Do it for ya life
Welcome to the nation of the zombies
Categoried by parties
Foldin' paper, origami
Take a seat
I can show you all the bodies
That we grow into an audience
It's easy you can go and follow me
First create a social media
Then make it free
They eat it up
And then you go and wait for it to peak
Soon as it does then you heat 'em up
Charge 'em for some ads
Make your money back
Kill 'em with the fees
It don't take a genius
To learn from Wikipedia
They preyin' on our wishes
Like a mother fuckin' genie is
They want us all obedient
And feed us all this media
And tell us how to look
And how to feel
As the ingredients
They as greedy as greedy is
Purpose is
To keep you purchasin' and eatin' shit
See you the perfect lick if you consume their reasonin'
Maybe I'm reachin' or you need to check your feed again
Desensitized, that shit so wild
People dyin' in the street
Mothers cryin' every week
And I bet you pull your phone out
You should change your lock-screen to a sheep, lil' homie
I don't wanna hear a word, don't speak lil' homie
I don't wanna hear a lil' bold peep, lil' homie
Yeah
I'm here to say that type of shit is weak, lil' homie
Livin' for the clout'll get you fleeced, lil homie
Woah
You don't wanna see the lights vanish
We jumpin' off the roof
Don't panic
You been foldin' under pressure
That's damage
You been growin' through depression
That's manic
Tell me how the fuck you feel
When you ain't nobody real
And you bout to go and steal
Everything about a person
'Cuz a purpose is a home you never built
You do anything for thrills
You don't ever feel fulfilled like
Revolution won't be televised
Written by: Drake Slansky, Evan George, Marcus Sharpe, Marquise Green