[Intro]
Digital streets, encrypted beats
Every like's a dollar that I need to eat
Banned from stages, but I'm still here
Streaming from basements, crystal clear
[Verse 1]
Marco switched up, left me dry
While I'm hustling beats just to get by
Pandemic hit, the clubs went dark
But underground, I found my spark
VPN running, deals on the low
Every beat I flip is a different show
Crypto payments, untraceable flows
When you're desperate, that's how it goes
Banned from venues for taking what's mine
But survival ain't about crossing lines
It's about making it through the night
When your PayPal's looking light
[Chorus]
Who profits when survival becomes the show?
When every stream's a lifeline that you gotta throw
Digital hustle, analog pain
Making moves through the encrypted rain
Who profits? Who profits? Not me though
Just dancing for clicks while my soul runs low
[Verse 2]
Late night sessions, eyes getting red
Mixing tracks while the world's in bed
DM's full of promoter schemes
Trading verses for broken dreams
They commodify the struggle, man
Turn pain to content, that's the plan
But f*ck it, I'll play their game
Till I climb out this digital flame
Every view counts, every share matters
While the system keeps getting fatter
Marco's living good, I see his posts
While I'm becoming one of these digital ghosts
[Bridge]
Lockdown taught me how to move
Silent steps in empty rooms
Streaming life away for views
Till authenticity feels used
[Chorus]
Who profits when survival becomes the show?
When every stream's a lifeline that you gotta throw
Digital hustle, analog pain
Making moves through the encrypted rain
Who profits? Who profits? Not me though
Just dancing for clicks while my soul runs low
[Outro]
Still here, still breathing, still real
Even when everything I do's a deal
Underground survivor, digital thief
Till this whole system gives me relief