[Intro]
Trust fund baby with a microphone
Actin' like I'm really on my own
Harvard halls echo with my lies
While daddy's money keeps me monetized
[Verse 1]
Silver spoon in my mouth but I'm spittin' venom
Trust fund rebel, yeah, that's my emblem
Breakin' rules inside these ivory towers
But my safety net's worth a million dollars
Late night in the studio, ketamine dreams
While my classmates chase corporate schemes
I'm so "different," yeah, that's what I say
But my backup plan's just a call away
[Chorus]
Fake revolutionary with designer clothes
Private school rebel, everybody knows
I'm just playin' dress-up in the underground
When shit hits the fan, I'm uptown-bound
Yeah, I'm so raw, so f*ckin' real
But my bank account says that's not the deal
Performative rebel with a silver tongue
Living off the wealth that daddy brung
[Verse 2]
Shot that video in Harvard's halls
Security knew but they let it all
Slide through 'cause of my family name
Underground artist, it's all a game
Mama's got connections in symphony seats
While I'm here making these trap beats
Callin' out the system that feeds my soul
The irony's got me losing control
[Bridge]
"Son, what are you doing with your life?"
Daddy's voicemail cuts like a knife
But I sample it, make it sound profound
Another fake-deep track to pass around
K-holes and analog synths
Can't hide these privileged fingerprints
[Chorus]
Fake revolutionary with designer clothes
Private school rebel, everybody knows
I'm just playin' dress-up in the underground
When shit hits the fan, I'm uptown-bound
Yeah, I'm so raw, so f*ckin' real
But my bank account says that's not the deal
Performative rebel with a silver tongue
Living off the wealth that daddy brung
[Outro]
Trust fund baby with a microphone
Pretending that I made it on my own
But every rebel yell's a f*cking lie
When you've got wealth to fall back on tonight