C.R.E.A.M. (Clout Rules Everything Around Me) Songtext
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C.R.E.A.M. (Clout Rules Everything Around Me) Songtext
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M
Get the money, nothin′s really real, yeah
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M
Get the money, nothin's really real, yeah
Fuck a hate, when I see these people
That I respect in these comment threads
Gassin′ up, and saying someone's dope
But man we all know that it's wack as shit
Yeah I know that you playin′ the game
And just work that lane for association, keep on chasin′
Trading artistic integrity for some more engagement
Yeah, flashing money, that you don't got and just hope they watchin′
Been dressing loud as fuck, and only hanging 'round who′s poppin'
When that don′t get you plays, you switch to controversial topics
Hide the fact you got no skill, by saying shit that's outta pocket
Yeah, what about the hype up?
Doin' anything, but the work to get the likes up
Tryna start beef with a rapper that′s bigger than you
Doesn′t matter what you gotta do, if you gettin' the views
Everybody got a gimmick and I know that
Hoppin′ on the latest trend and they soundin' so bad
Tryna get the followers, and we know that it′s all cap
When they will do anything to make it and it's so wack
Oh man, I cannot stand that shit we see it
You have a chance to advance, you on that penis
Don′t care how much you have to change to meet it
But fuck the art, this ain't about the music
Bitch give me the
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M
Get the money, nothin's really real, yeah
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M
Get the money, nothin′s really real, yeah
Yo, and you were tryna pop, like a year and a half ago
And now you ridin′ on the tail of someone else's coat
Lookin′ for credit and acclaim for someone else's goals
Doin′ the same shit, soundin' like everyone else you know
Aye, bitch I′m despicable
Built it up, it's just me and my minions
Work till it grew, and I never give a fuck about your opinions
I don't gotta pay to be seen on a date
With a star for the trend and attention
Never take a handout, got a couple bands now
Whole crew orderin′ the filet mingon
Yeah we see y′all chasin' down to hop on the next wave
You get caught in that undertow
To stay relevant then move to the next phase
Change the sound and the change the clothes
And then change the people you hangin′ with
But I'm always me, and don′t give a fuck
I'm still with the ones who I came up with, uh
Yo man, this shit is crazy
You can be the dopest makin′
Music people fuck with daily
Labels, they just signed Bhad Bhabie
'Cause that's the headline that they need, attention currency
They fightin′ for it, they ignore you
If you don′t got it, then leave
Give me that love, give me that hate
Got that blue check, pay for them plays
Rent a new whip, take a few pics
Post it up, and then return that shit
And that's the way it goes, if you can′t beat 'em, join in with ′em
The fuck you thinks this is? I made this song to try to get some
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M
Get the money, nothin's really real, yeah
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M
Get the money, nothin′s really real, yeah
(Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M)
(Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M)
(Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M)
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M
Get the money, nothin′s really real, yeah
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M
Get the money, nothin's really real, yeah
Fuck a hate, when I see these people
That I respect in these comment threads
Gassin′ up, and saying someone's dope
But man we all know that it's wack as shit
Yeah I know that you playin′ the game
And just work that lane for association, keep on chasin′
Trading artistic integrity for some more engagement
Yeah, flashing money, that you don't got and just hope they watchin′
Been dressing loud as fuck, and only hanging 'round who′s poppin'
When that don′t get you plays, you switch to controversial topics
Hide the fact you got no skill, by saying shit that's outta pocket
Yeah, what about the hype up?
Doin' anything, but the work to get the likes up
Tryna start beef with a rapper that′s bigger than you
Doesn′t matter what you gotta do, if you gettin' the views
Everybody got a gimmick and I know that
Hoppin′ on the latest trend and they soundin' so bad
Tryna get the followers, and we know that it′s all cap
When they will do anything to make it and it's so wack
Oh man, I cannot stand that shit we see it
You have a chance to advance, you on that penis
Don′t care how much you have to change to meet it
But fuck the art, this ain't about the music
Bitch give me the
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M
Get the money, nothin's really real, yeah
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M
Get the money, nothin′s really real, yeah
Yo, and you were tryna pop, like a year and a half ago
And now you ridin′ on the tail of someone else's coat
Lookin′ for credit and acclaim for someone else's goals
Doin′ the same shit, soundin' like everyone else you know
Aye, bitch I′m despicable
Built it up, it's just me and my minions
Work till it grew, and I never give a fuck about your opinions
I don't gotta pay to be seen on a date
With a star for the trend and attention
Never take a handout, got a couple bands now
Whole crew orderin′ the filet mingon
Yeah we see y′all chasin' down to hop on the next wave
You get caught in that undertow
To stay relevant then move to the next phase
Change the sound and the change the clothes
And then change the people you hangin′ with
But I'm always me, and don′t give a fuck
I'm still with the ones who I came up with, uh
Yo man, this shit is crazy
You can be the dopest makin′
Music people fuck with daily
Labels, they just signed Bhad Bhabie
'Cause that's the headline that they need, attention currency
They fightin′ for it, they ignore you
If you don′t got it, then leave
Give me that love, give me that hate
Got that blue check, pay for them plays
Rent a new whip, take a few pics
Post it up, and then return that shit
And that's the way it goes, if you can′t beat 'em, join in with ′em
The fuck you thinks this is? I made this song to try to get some
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M
Get the money, nothin's really real, yeah
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M, get the-
Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M
Get the money, nothin′s really real, yeah
(Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M)
(Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M)
(Clout Rules Everything Around Me, C.R.E.A.M)
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