Clout And Conversation

[Verse 1]
You was on my line like every sunrise
FaceTime till the phone got hot
Telling me your wounds, all your war cries
Made me feel like I’m all you got
Screenshots, late flights, sharing secrets
"Baby you the only one who sees this"
You was in the front row, wearing my tee
Posting up a story every time you with me
[Chorus]
You played my heart for clout and conversation
Turned our calls into your confirmation
Every "I miss you" was just for the feed
Every "I need you" was just for your needs
You took my love, turned it into money
Turned my trust into something ugly
Now you quiet when the cameras off
Guess the views ran out when the bag was soft (yeah)
[Verse 2]
You ain’t hit me back when the views dropped
Funny how your love got a time slot
You ain’t wanna chill if it weren’t a big spot
Only hit my phone when you needed wrist shots
Made you feel safe when the world got loud
Really I was just a ladder to the crowd
Told my mom you were different, I was dead wrong
You just needed my name for your next song
[Chorus]
You played my heart for clout and conversation
Turned our calls into your confirmation
Every "I miss you" was just for the feed
Every "I need you" was just for your needs
You took my love, turned it into money
Turned my trust into something ugly
Now you quiet when the cameras off
Guess the views ran out when the bag was soft (yeah)
[Bridge]
Now my phone dark, but my mind loud (mind loud)
Replaying every promise that you typed out (typed out)
Was it ever you, or just the payout?
Either way, I’m changing what I care ’bout (care ’bout)
[Chorus]
You played my heart for clout and conversation
Turned our calls into your confirmation
Every "I miss you" was just for the feed
Every "I need you" was just for your needs
You took my love, turned it into money
Turned my trust into something ugly
Now you quiet when the cameras off
But I’m done being something you can profit off (yeah)

rap, Moody trap-R&B hybrid with male vocals; filtered keys and sparse guitar over deep 808-style low end and crisp hats. Verses start conversational and intimate, almost whispered; hook lifts into a melodic sing-rap with stacked harmonies and airy ad-libs. Bridge strips back to just vocal and pads, then final chorus returns bigger with extra layers and delay throws for a haunting, late-night feel., sad