Close your eyes
And bow your head
Welcome to the funeral
The hype is dead
Cross yourself
And pay respect
Believe me when I tell you
That the hype is dead

What a business
15 minutes
Is it finished
15 minutes
Gimme my
15 minutes

Hold up
Can you hold my drink while I glow up
Gorgin' on the hype until ya throw up
But they'll be jumping ship when I blow up

Let's face it
This could be something so amazing
I'm so fuckin' close that I can taste it
But someone will go posting how I'm wasted
Close your eyes
And bow your head
Welcome to the funeral
The hype is dead
Cross yourself
And pay respect
Believe me when I tell you
That the hype is dead

What a business
15 minutes
Is it finished
15 minutes
Gimme my
15 minutes

Can. You. See. The. Fakeness
Don't believe the ones that call it greatness
Banking on the hype to make them famous
Changing up their tune it's like a playlist

Come feel this
I'll never stop talking 'bout the realness
Nothing but the truth because I need this
If you believed the hype you're gonna grieve this
Close your eyes
And bow your head
Welcome to the funeral
The hype is dead
Cross yourself
And pay respect
Believe me when I tell you
That the hype is dead

What a business
15 minutes
Is it finished
15 minutes
Gimme my
15 minutes

This whole thing is throwing me wicked fast
Living inside of a looking glass
How do I escape the shadows cast
I'll keep creating some shit that lasts

This whole thing is throwing me wicked fast
Living inside of a looking glass
How do I escape the shadows cast
I'll keep creating some shit that lasts