Industry Snakes
Track 4 of Cut Throat
[ Lyrics ]
They smiled while they stole my name. Saw it on my feed at 2:37, track I wrote in silence, now a 'surprise hit.' Same melody I sang to my shadow, now her lips move, but the pain’s borrowed. You said, 'Jasmine, trust me—this stays between us,' then you sold it for credits, didn’t even warn us. I hear my voice in the background, faint, like a ghost they sampled, looping my pain. You clapped when I pitched it, said, 'This is gold,' then ghosted my texts when the story got told. Now she’s on the cover, 'inspired by no one,' but I know the truth—yeah, the truth is ugly. They smiled while they stole my name, laughed in my face, now I'm in the frame. One betrayal, then another came— watched my dreams burn, played the martyr game. Stole my name… Broke the pact… Played me nice… Now I'm watchin' your act. Met the exec Monday, he said, 'You’re a vision,' poured the wine slow, called my sound 'precise.' Tuesday morning: 'She’s not ready' in my inbox, cc’d to three junior A&Rs—real slick business. I sent back the notes, no anger, no plea, just a screenshot to my lawyer and me. You taught me the rules, now I see the game: it’s not who sings best—it’s who owns the flame. You praised me in meetings, lied to my face, now I mix my own tracks, build my own space. No more sacred demos, no more trust loans— I keep the masters locked like my bones. They smiled while they stole my name, laughed in my face, now I'm in the frame. One betrayal, then another came— watched my dreams burn, played the martyr game. Stole my name… Broke the pact… Played me nice… Now I'm watchin' your act. Used to write from the heart, now I write from the vault, every word copyrighted, every breath on fault. You wanted me broken? I’m sharpened instead. Cut throat world? Well, I’ve got the blade in my head. They smiled while they stole my name, laughed in my face, now I own the game. One strike, and the whole thing changed— no more sweet girl with a heart to be drained. Stole my name… Won’t fool me again… Played me once… Now the snake’s in my pen. Yeah… they smiled. Game on.