C.R.E.A.M. (Clout Rules Everything Around Me) Ekoh

[Chorus]
Clout rules everything around me
Cream, get the—
Clout rules everything around me
Cream, get the—
Clout rules everything around me
Cream, get the money
Nothing's really real, y'all
Clout rules everything around me
Cream, get the—
Clout rules everything around me
Cream, get the—
Clout rules everything around me
Cream, get the money
Nothing's really real, y'all

[Verse 1]
Fuck, I hate when I see these people that I respect in these comment threads
Gassin' up and sayin someone’s dope but man, we all know that it’s wack as shit
Yea, I know that you playin' the game & just work that lane for association
Keep on chasin'
Trading artistic integrity for some more engagement
Yeah, flashin' money that you don’t got and just hope they watching
Then dressin' loud as fuck and only hang around who's poppin'
When that don't get you plays, you switch to controversial topics
Hide the fact you got no skill by sayin' shit that's outta pocket
Yeah, wanna build the hype up
Doin' anything but the work to get the likes up
Tryin' to start beef with a rapper that's bigger than you
Doesn't matter what you gotta do if you're gettin' the views
Everybody got a gimmick and I know that
Hoppin' on the latest trend and they sounding so bad
Tryin' to get the followers and we know that it’s all cap
Willin' to 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—