Hype Industrial Complex

You love what I'm made of
But you don't love me
You love what I make up
But you don't love me

I been on the wrong side of bare budget cuts
Cause they think my brown skin ugly
But they cut the cheque for these colonial mans
While all my jams get snubbed Before I
Put the bread up, gettin buzzy
And my shit go off in the club, see
I rattle right, left, and the sub, G
Make em throw it back like it's rugby
Now I'm getting dap, getting hugs
See me up in Complex, getting love
Dawg, it ain't no contest, I'm the one
But can't cash a blue check for no sum
Not on your playlists; dawg, are you dumb?
You think I do this just for the fun?
Y'all stay asleep on these beats while I rattle your Jeeps
Cause I told these hoes you don't love me

You love what I'm made of
But you don't love me
You love what I make up
But you don't love me

We got these suburban white boys wearing durags
Mouth full of grills, shirt saying Wu-Tang
Sitting on top of the food chain
Pray my culture come back like a boomerang
Hang up on an A&R, why that boomer rang?
Why you pulling up late? Lemme do my thing
PayPal hit, might go and buy me a chain
Flee a local crime scene; new American
Dream, these people won't get on my team
So it's O1 til my card turn green
What do you
Mean? It ain't a good fit for the brand
Your brand was built out of my genes
Like, dawg have you
Seen, the way they dismissing the real
For certified platinum memes?
I’m done doing bidding for your algorithm
I'll send an invoice for the vision, I'm finished
No kidding

You love what I'm made of
But you don't love me
You love what I make up
But you don't love me
You love what I'm made of
But you don't love me
You love what I make up
But you don't love me

World economies
Trade on our sauce, then take the spice all the way out our gastronomy
We make the shit that y’all wanna see
And you only consume from it wannabes?
Honestly? (Honestly)
And I’m supposed to keep quiet bout industry forces who bother me?
Witch Prophet said that she’s proud of me
So how I’m s’posed to act modestly?
Might buy my own billboard and call up the mandem; like “homie, you gotta see it”
Material support is the policy
Clean water is the prophecy
Bodies of Black & brown people free to succeed
When nobody calls police
That’s all I wanna see
When we all get free