

Yeah,
yeah
They measuring life by the decimal
We out here keeping it professional
Checked the screen and it's all green but who cares I'm making
classic art while they're selling off shares Got a thousand views or
millions, it's the same to my ears I don't play the algorithm,
I don't run from my fears Keep your validation tokens,
keep your digital praise I've been grinding in the cellar for a
thousand odd days
I don't give a single fuck about the view count
Put the camera down,
tell me what the truth count (yeah) I don't need a million
eyes to feel alive now
Only need the heavy beat to survive now
They chase the trending tag,
they do a little dance I'm staring at the page,
I don't leave it to chance If I write a single line
that can alter your mind That's worth a billion clicks that you're
trying to find It's vanity metric,
a synthetic design I'd rather have ten people feeling my spine
I don't give a single fuck about the view count
Put the camera down,
tell me what the truth count
(what?) I don't need a million eyes to feel alive now
Only need the heavy beat to survive now
Yeah,
turn the screen off (shhhhh) Just let it play
Just real music
No numbers