Mass Hypnosis Lyrics

Mass hypnosis

You cannot control this

I know every motherfucker who been talking shit

They been asking 'bout my music

Asking about "your next single, I was wondering if I could feature on it?"

Man, stop

I'mma be more popular than my star Frank Sinatra

Not like Logic he would call himself that up and through his Ballin'

Not to diss

I been in love with his shit

Ever since my friends had showed me

The Incredible True Story (Uh)

Like a broken record

I've been spitting it on repeat

"Innermission"

That's my baby, I miss it

And now his fans are blindly following him

Tower over his flaws like they were gone

"Oh he barely talks about being biracial" Really?

On his old shit he only mentioned it once

I can't count it on a hundred hands

Just on his third album, damn

And by that time I was moving on to other bands

Didn't check No Pressure, 'cause by then I found my mans

J. Cole

Mass hypnosis

You cannot control this

I know every motherfucker who been talking shit

They been asking 'bout my music

Asking about "your next single, I was wondering if I could feature on it?"

Man, stop

But let's change the subject

I'm not here to spit on Logic

I know when it comes to fans, we all seem to stomach

All the people that we think are the true supporters

We all call them the real ones

They the ride or die

I just wanna know why

You shaming people who don't buy

The album or the single

They just tear it up on Spotify

Fifty million streams but

You're stressing about

Suddenly missing out on some cents, right?

I'll be damn lucky if I get a fucking thousand

And my fans won't guarantee

My next song will be popping

I just wanna share my story

Be authentic, and pursue

A little wasted money on some people who

Never paid me back

That's alright, 'cause I've been on the attack

I saved up so much that now

I'm pimping out like Shaq

Listing all my problems in my head

Over and over like that

I'm NF out here, not sure if rap can pay my future bills in cash

Don't know if I'm a special one in my friend's little pack

They're like animals, I think they're little spies

Something about arguing over who can get a little more high

Don't know anybody who can say

That they're truly one of my guys

Haven't talked to some of them in months

Some of them in years

Is everyone else in a trance right here?

My problems are real but

Maybe there's a chance

They're just made up in my mind

So I avoid the bite

This the song that's hype

I think they fucking know it

Check back once I'm done, and bitch

I'll have something to show for it

Mass hypnosis

You cannot control this

I know every motherfucker who been talking shit

They been asking 'bout my music

Asking about "your next single, I was wondering if I could feature on it?"

Man, stop