Part I: LOST
[Verse: Macklemore]
I wonder what celebrities will tweet "R.I.P."
When it's announced that I'm dead on TMZ
Bury me with a million likes
And put me in the algorithm like a million times
Across the table from my girl and don't look in her eyes
She's gotta compete with me lookin' at these other lies
Uh-oh, what I would trade for the dollar sign
Tag me so I can be happy, get a follow, guys, like and subscribe
I don't need Funk Flex to drop a bomb on this
I need some influencers on TikTok, you bitch
I made a whole ass album, I worked hard on it
Fifteen tracks, we don't last fifteen seconds
We got A.D.D and if it's passed that we exit
We just stare at memes, laugh, and we hit the next one
And our self esteem is so messed up and threatened
By other people's means and their perceived successes
The likes ain't hittin' like they used to
Textin' while I'm drivin' and I can't connect to Bluetooth
Tell me to engage, post more to get the views, dude
Keep up with the new dudes
You really need a news crew just to trend on YouTube
We're obsessed with our public image
More than stayin' connected to our fuckin' spirit
And if you listen nowadays, you can fuckin' hear it
Same drums, same melodies, and fuck the lyrics
[Verse: Macklemore]
I wonder what celebrities will tweet "R.I.P."
When it's announced that I'm dead on TMZ
Bury me with a million likes
And put me in the algorithm like a million times
Across the table from my girl and don't look in her eyes
She's gotta compete with me lookin' at these other lies
Uh-oh, what I would trade for the dollar sign
Tag me so I can be happy, get a follow, guys, like and subscribe
I don't need Funk Flex to drop a bomb on this
I need some influencers on TikTok, you bitch
I made a whole ass album, I worked hard on it
Fifteen tracks, we don't last fifteen seconds
We got A.D.D and if it's passed that we exit
We just stare at memes, laugh, and we hit the next one
And our self esteem is so messed up and threatened
By other people's means and their perceived successes
The likes ain't hittin' like they used to
Textin' while I'm drivin' and I can't connect to Bluetooth
Tell me to engage, post more to get the views, dude
Keep up with the new dudes
You really need a news crew just to trend on YouTube
We're obsessed with our public image
More than stayin' connected to our fuckin' spirit
And if you listen nowadays, you can fuckin' hear it
Same drums, same melodies, and fuck the lyrics
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