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I'm surrounded by suits, cosplaying like they Babadi

They want my money, want my soul, but I ain't property

They stamp the M on my head, now I think I'm blessed

But once I'm upside down I'm weak just like the rest

Turned my friends to my enemies (Enemies)

Now my enemies colleagues, draining my energy

They pull the strings and they pull me apart 'til I snap like one-thousand rubber bands around my heart

Babadi in a boardroom writing down schemes

Contract tight, got no room to breathe

Quick to switch up, no love, just greed

Signed the dotted line 'cause they talked to me real sweet

“Just chill” they say, "Let the cash stack”

But they clipped the my wings off my back

Now I can't fly, not like I used to

Now I don't do shit like I used to

Thought I made it, quit my job, retire

Now I'm just another name in the choir

Took my art, now it's in the code

Another algorithm wanna say I ain't relevant no more, no more

Promise me the world, but everything is war

No war, we don't want a war

Draining our bodies 'til they pile on the floor

But it was too much for me alone, alone

So I finally picked up the phone, the phone

I'm surrounded by suits, cosplaying like they Babadi

They want my money, want my soul, but I ain't property

They stamp the M on my head, now I think I'm blessed

But once I'm upside down I'm weak just like the rest

(I'm surrounded by suits, cosplaying like they Babadi)