sell out

You wanna make a deal?

I want your soul

Sellout!

I could be getting these commas

Walk with lil mama

Covered in prada

I could be whipping the Model X or a Honda

Either way I got a problem

Im overthinking a lot

With no time to solve them

No time to change things

Money never really phased me

Cause money never made the pain leave

Labels on my dick like they wanna ride it

See me working through the night

Show me the blue hundreds and I might just

Sell out my soul, yeah

Give out control, yeah

Have all I want, yeah

I'm still alone

Sell out my soul, yeah

Give out control, yeah

Have all I want, yeah

I'm still alone, yeah

I could go get an advance

See more of the fans

Start touring in vans

Turn to an industry plant and fall for a scam

And sell my soul out to the man

Tell me that I'll be a star

Gon put me on top

Put me on the scene

Tell me that I'll live the dream

But everything ain't what it seems

Don't call unless it's 'bout a pay check

Word of mouth ain't really worth shit

How is it you wanna break bread

After I put all the work in

Diamond grills smile gleaming

But niggas really be depressed

I'll let you in on a secret

Your favourite rapper is in debt

Labels on my dick like they wanna ride it

See me working through the night

Show me the blue hundreds and I might just

Sell out my soul, yeah

Give out control, yeah

Have all I want, yeah

I'm still alone

Sell out my soul, yeah

Give out control, yeah

Have all I want, yeah

I'm still alone, yeah

You wanna make a deal?

I want your soul ofcourse