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