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Keep the musical direction but replace the story with your own person, memory or occasion.
Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Look
(uh)
[Verse 1]
Blue tick
Did that
Did views, then flipped that
Timeline talk on my name
But outside, they whisper
Front row, lens flash
Big back, slim waist
Whole block in my close friends
Whole world in my face
I was on the bus, hood low
Whole world in my face
I was on the bus, hood low
Now it’s trucks with the tints, move slow
Same kids that would air my calls
Send vids, tryna get in my posts
[Chorus]
Fame on my line, can’t leave it on read (nah)
Timeline on my neck, that’s a digital chain instead
You only love me when the feed go crazy
You only miss me when the story look hazy
Fame on my line, can’t leave it on read
Whole app tryna climb in my head
You only rate me when the numbers go brazy
But I remember who was with me when it dead (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Big talk, small soul
They cap, I cash goals
They type, I take flights
They watch from fake phones
Back then they curved my calls
Now they curve they spine for a pic
Say “bro, you changed” on the net
In the flesh, they change real quick
I don’t chase clout, that chase me
Still get love where the Jakes be
Still got fam that don’t care ’bout charts
They just pray that the case beat
[Chorus]
Fame on my line, can’t leave it on read (can’t leave)
Timeline on my neck, that’s a digital chain instead
You only love me when the feed go crazy
You only miss me when the story look hazy
Fame on my line, can’t leave it on read
Whole app tryna climb in my head
You only rate me when the numbers go brazy
But I remember who was with me when it dead (dead)
[Bridge]
[Beat drops to bass and hats only]
Who really ridin’?
Who just scrollin’? (who?)
Who still call when the views not rollin’?
If the net cut down
Would your love still show, or you ghost and bounce?
[Chorus]
Fame on my line, can’t leave it on read
Timeline on my neck, that’s a digital chain instead
You only love me when the feed go crazy
You only miss me when the story look hazy
Fame on my line, can’t leave it on read (on read)
Whole app tryna climb in my head (my head)
You only rate me when the numbers go brazy
But I remember who was with me when it dead (when it dead, yeah)
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