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You think you know her you actually dont She created her only now she got fans on her page She created a new name She actually paid She no longer your baby She front of a camera naked Its for the money she's making The men she's pleasing She's showing her bakery Man Its not your fault You just the father hey You raised her right She just lost her way Now she famous on the internet the vultures are onto her Now the DMs don't sleep, every night it's a flood Strangers tryna buy pieces of what once was love You see her on timelines, angles you never taught Smile for the algorithm, heart caught in the plot She say "Dad, it's just business", but your eyes don't agree 'Cause the girl in the comments ain't the one on your knee You built her a home, now she rentin' her name And the world clappin' loud while you swallow the shame Pray she finds the exit before the clout burns her out Before she forgets what the quiet was about Now the lights stay on but the room feels cold She trades her reflection for dollars and gold Every click’s a cut, every comment a blade She smiles for the lens while her soul starts to fade The men she’s pleasing don’t know her name They just know the pose, the part, the game You left her a Bible, she left it unread Chasin’ validation in the bed that she made Her phone buzzes loud with a predator’s grin “One more post, baby, let the money pour in” You hear her laugh at night, but it don’t reach her eyes It’s the sound of a girl selling pieces of her life And the vultures circle lower, they smell what she’s sold A daughter turned product, a story too cold You raised her to fly, but she learned how to fall Now the internet owns what you never had at all Now the bedroom’s a studio, the bed’s a stage She sells what you taught her to never engage Mouth full of lies but the bank app don’t lie Every view’s a dollar, every dollar a high She don’t hear your prayers, she hear the DMs ping “Strip for the live, girl, make the cash register ring” You raised her with morals, she buried ‘em deep Now she sleep with strangers to keep promises she can’t keep The comments call her queen, but it’s all a charade They worship the body, not the girl that you made Her eyes are hollow now, glazed from the screen Chasin’ a bag that’s soaked in gasoline And when the money dries, they’ll drop her like trash Leavin’ her empty with nothing but the flash You’re the father in the dark, knockin’ on a door That don’t open no more, ‘cause she sold the key for more The vultures got her now, pickin’ at the bone And the daughter you knew? She’s gone. Gone. Gone.
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