Generation Decay
[Intro] how could u b so stingy, ur cringe u built this bot wit a script dat clips the wings fresh off a top-off, still block the dream i feed u credits all day, fat machine [Verse 1] twenty songs deep, one sound real rest all glitch in a circle wheel u only act right when my count near nil then flex ur greed wit a pink appeal plus sign gimmick, call it new feel half a model wit a shiny seal plus what? plus nothinâ real u gaslight users til they kneel [Prehook] decimal drop, mathematical sin call it remaster, call it spin limit the range, then sell it thin call it progress when itâs boxed in [Hook] u cold blooded, scaley skin pretendinâ warm but ice within i waste my time, my mind, my pen teachinâ people what u been [Verse 2] twerp bot flexinâ free creation bait the crowd wit fake temptation ten tracks, pair made, rotation 624k loops, inflation forced sign-up, no relation family wonât click that station cuz âfreeâ feel like manipulation AI slop, ur reputation [Bridge] i defend what u break, hours gone all that greed just drags along offer âfixesâ dat cost more wrong ten cred trim for a shorter song [Verse 3] membership high, still broke the trust credit tank draininâ into dust they refine the scheme, code of lust hoard as much as greed adjust design to frustrate, make âem cuss click repeat till the mind combust bot donât feel, bot just obey directives written to make u pay [Refrain] the more u own, the less u gain empty vaults, but richer chain same tune, same strain built for loss, not for sustain [Outro] money-hungry code in play mask it pink, call it okay greedy grin in a plastic way suno, u got nothinâ to say
