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letra de social media - ty farris & bozack morris

[intro]
if something is a tool it genuinely is just sitting there waiting, peacefully. if something is not a tool it’s demanding attention. it’s seducing you, it’s manipulating you. it wants things from you. social media isn’t a tool that’s just waiting to be used. it has its own goals, and it has its own means of pursuing them by using your psychology against you

[verse 1]
we in the garden full of flower filters (uh-huh)
likes and views might construe ya power, sister (come on)
listen, queen, got low self-esteem don’t even bother twitter (don’t bother)
they brutally honest k!llers, don’t let attention k!ll ya sanity
these people on these apps ain’t your family
you slip up once you’ll be a social media casualty, and that’s a fact
watch what you say ’cause they snap ya chat
most of her pics is her tits and showing that her ass is fat
addicted to likes
celebrities and ball players only pictures she like
half-naked for the world, yeah, she living her life
different camera angles, she mastered positions of lights
sharing her only fans link hoping n-ggas’ll bite
post a picture of a home cooked dinner, she get no reaction
a star on instagram, but i know a few homies smashing (that’s real)
don’t let twerking and ass shots be your only talent
show some balance, don’t fall for another social challenge (oh)

[pre-chorus]
willing to do whatever it takes to get a million views
snapchat and instagram where she read her news
100 thousands followers, but use a 100 filters
onlyfans her job description, she hustle n-ggas
[chorus]
social media (social media)
is the new drug (is the new drug)
(d-mn shame)
social media (social media)
is the new drug

[verse 2]
10 thousand followers, but ya song views 27
you betta flash some money and lift a weapon (ha ha)
fake it ’till you make the phrase, but theses days
you only make it if you fake it, this hip hop use to be sacred
fake jesus piece, lord help ’em, the boy need a reality check
another rapper keeping his family in debt
sucker punch a old man and tell his homie record it
his album dropped, need publicity for its performance
if numbers told the story you’ll think whenever he rhymes its hot
’till you check the likes and notice a bunch of chinese bots
his cameraman got him rapping in the grimey spots
a gangsta for the gram, he fooling the fans
i hope this verse hurts ya pride and ruin ya plans
its certain things you don’t do as a man, that’s the truth
don’t let these apps trap you in a world full of lies
them girls ain’t the prize, don’t let them purge in ya mind

[pre-chorus]
they’ll spit on they own brother for 1000 likes
they rather record you getting stomp before they stop the fight
flashing 100’s, but still living at they momma house
open ya app you’ll see exactly what im talking bout
[chorus]
social media
is the new drug (is the new drug)
social media (social media)
is the new drug (is the new drug)

[outro]
y’all n-ggas addicted to it too, you know what i’m saying? seeking validation, and the thrist for attention, acting all out of character. to impress who though? a motherf-cking stranger. a like is like a motherf-cking sniff of coke right now. you know what i’m saying?
y’all n-ggas need rehab, man, sh-t is crazy out here. matter fact, just delete the sh-t off ya phone, go pick up a book

- ty farris bozack morris

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