Payola

Intro 
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Well I really don't care if I ain't western as fuck 
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'Cause I don't wear a hat and I don't drive a truck 
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I made everything but a living 
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My voice gotten used 
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I ain't selling my soul for a couple of views 



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Payola for thee 
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Payola for playlist 
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But check my hearts and follows and streams 



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Well license you sung will give you 60 percent 

Will advance you some dough so you got money to spend 
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Put it all toward promotion when she blows up 
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Big high five, her fat ass is worth her 40 percent 



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Payola for thee 
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Payola for playlist 
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But check my hearts and follows and streams 



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There are folks in the business no older than me 

That ain't never done nothing but email and drink 
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And the Coke in the kitchen it ain't Coca-Cola 
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And they'll swear and declare (snort) 



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Payola, payola, payola for thee 
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Brought to you by nepotism and veiled in authority 

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Payola for thee is the Wizard Of Oz 
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And the curtains, the do re mi, mi, mi 


Instrumental 
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I ain't never been viral but I've had the flu 

It was hard to monetize but I made it through 
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And when the 'Rona' came and the labels went home 
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We went back to Starbucks they took PPP loans 



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Payola for thee 
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Payola for playlist 
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But check my hearts and follows and streams 

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Payola for thee is the Wizard Of Oz 
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And the curtains, the do re mi, mi, mi 



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And the cowboy cosplay of Music City 

To the LA cyborgs and New York pretty's 
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Austin City's got no limit for DMT dreams 
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It's all bought and paid for 
N.C. 
It ain't all as it seems 



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Payola for thee it's a vending machine 
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Of the music industry 

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Payola for thee is the Wizard OF Oz 
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And the curtains, the do re mi 


Break 
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It's a shallow money trench, Thompson's correct 

So through an ocean of shit and you still get wrecked 



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And payola for thee brought to you by nepotism 
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And veiled in authority 

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Payola for thee is a vending machine 
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Of the music industry 

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Payola for thee is the Wizard OF Oz 
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And the curtains, the do re mi, mi, mi