Polluted

[Verse 1]
You sell a song, you go beyond
An orange logo to sing talk on
You read some lyrics somebody else wrote you
Polluted brains leave you in pain
There's no point in going insane
You think you're made of money, but you're not
So scream to yourself

[Verse 2]
If they tell you to sign here
Do only what you hold dear
Do only the things that you want
And if they call you again, shout into the phone
Wait, here's an example

[Outro]
I'm green and gold, you're nothing, don't you know?
Give me some gucci, I want it all
Give me six chains, maybe ten rings
You're nothing like me, oh don't you see?
Yuh, yuh, yuh!