Vultures

You're narcissistic, self-righteous, what is this?
 You're even worse than that bullshit you preach against
 Well, if that's what you call real, I guess I aint real
 But I know your type, you sell your soul for a fucking record deal
 A hungry man eats anything you feed 'em
 A rich man buys anything you sell 'em
 A scared man believes everything you fucking tell 'em
 The vultures circle back, again and again and again
 Yeah, I see you, tryna cash out through your taglines
 Yeah, you were built on fake hype and co-signs
 Now all of a sudden
 Running your mouth in public
 But you aint from it, you aint got the heart
 And you don't got the stomach
 Motherfucker
 A hungry man eats anything you feed 'em
 A rich man buys anything you sell 'em
 A scared man believes everything you fucking tell 'em
 The vultures circle back, again and again and again
 Yeah you're just the assholes
 Tryna get paid off all of them
 Yeah you're just the assholes
 Tryna get paid off all of them
 A hungry man eats anything you feed 'em
 A rich man buys anything you sell 'em
 A scared man believes everything you fucking tell 'em
 The vultures circle back, again and again and again
 Again and again and again
 The vultures circle back, again and again and again