More

Fakes get paid and the real get ignored

Take it, take it—more, more, more

Skin for the ranking, soul on the floor

Verse 2

Countin’ likes, another sip, another trip, another pill

Pictures sell, you sell your skin, nothing sacred, just the thrill

Who you know? Who you blow? Silver screens and shattered dreams

On a leash, on display, hungry for another scheme

Pre-Chorus

Diamond-tongued, sugar-dream, feeding lies on repeat

Cash in beds, empty heads, love got lost in the heat

Chorus

Do it for the gold, for the flicker in your mouth

Never for the heart, just the numbers going up

Fingers stained silver, smile for the sale

Runnin' through desire, never askin' if it's real

Drop

Take it, take it—more, more, more

Fakes get paid and the real get ignored