red light zone

i ain't ever been alone cause the cameras always on

and the red light got me in my zone

got me in my zone

we all know who the greedy are

stockpiling all the fly shit that other people want

just to flaunt

that's something we've seen before

what if the freshness that you collect is people's hearts

here's a thought

look at these big headed fools

climbin' up their pedestals

where do you think you go from there

bring me back a souvenir

go declare your greatness in the open air

throw a show and tell 'em they supposed to stare

i don't think you're so prepared

nobody's sober where there's followers and shares

and eyeballs for modeling your wears

when you hashtag goals they cheer

then the trolls come near

you're getting old and your frozen in your cold despair

they used to push drugs to freedom fighters not to see 'em riot

people divided that's likely to be inspired

now they got a tv station 'side they pocket

and an ego turn a mosque into a mosh pit

watch it

(hit that like button

smash that like button

demolish that)

bout to go live right now

here go that sound

i ain't ever been along cause the cameras on and the red light zone

got me in my zone

i'm bout to get on they can't hold me back

i might not be global but i know that's where they know me at

i ain't ever been along cause the cameras on and the red light zone

got me in my zone

i'm bout to get on they can't hold me back

i might not be global but i know that's where they know me at

(i was a 17 year old kid

i was going viral on the internet

i'm the king of getting my instagram deleted

i was clotheslining girls

i was having fun with this

i was viral bro

i was viral

i want everyone to know i uploaded this shit

like you know what i'm saying

what you tryna get some views

some plays

i didn't even have the right platform where everyone can hear my voice

like yet

i'm a human being at the end of the day

you're breaking a person

bro)

okay right back

we're like fast food in the commercials

no matter if it's booty or its virtue

we sure use all the angles and the filters

and language and the big words

to make something look beautiful that hurts you

i assure you the lost narcissist

boomerang played the part of marcus

the hard of marketing department for a walking carcass

hard to tell a thirsty harlot from a starving artist

we're on the same walk of shame asking where our star is

saw my face tattooed although i ain't wanna be rude

start dropping bad news on them

the gods honest truth is i fall in that human column

and i know if you sir are the problems i'm usually hotter than

woo

and i'm trying to tell the truth

but i've seen all of the gimmicks that'll get you 15 minutes

and the difference between the real thing and the image

and the one thing that i glimpse is privacy's a privilege