Sold out shows but without being a sell out
Hold down forts not for clout to give em hell now
Cut the carbs on the daily in ya bread route
f#ck awards, recognized by who i care about
Sold out shows but without being a sell out
Hold down forts not for clout to give em hell now
You’re at large in a crazy f#cking debt town
I’m in charge, celebrate because you’re dead clown
I got a problem with lying
I ain’t sold nothing, I’m the one who’s dying
Mess up once, apologize, I’m done trying
It ain’t depressive when I’m doing it in constant reminding
They be controlling mе and honestly it’s chill with ya boy
Grab the joystick and model mе as all of your toys
Ain’t even cost u a ticket, I’m just adapting to noise
I will not boss up a lil bit, keep a feminine poise
They be scared of me I like it, it ain’t true once ya fond
So I just fabricate, elaborate and keep moving on
They be tearing me inside and so I put it in songs
Would never sell my soul but my mental has always been gone
I will never sell you short cause I give you all my height
What I’m left with ain’t according to the people I keep right
I been worse and so I keep comparing saying that it’s tight
When I know I’ve just matured and kept a blaring signal white
Sold out shows but without being a sell out
Hold down forts not for clout to give em hell now
Cut the carbs on the daily in ya bread route
f#ck awards, recognized by who i care about
Sold out shows but without being a sell out
Hold down forts not for clout to give em hell now
You’re at large in a crazy f#cking debt town
I’m in charge, celebrate because you’re dead clown
b#tch I’m in the main streams, u remember that?
2 years later i just barely made a figure stack
Go figure, go fish i get impatient, never ate
Never jack of trades, unpack the ways I could’ve made a plate
f#ck, I been lacking on just everything I chose to do
But from track 1 I guess I got my chosen truth
I got into the school, i don’t believe 2
Yea I worked hard but I still feel like I need you
Get out my head, they say get a piece of mind
Two fingers to my temple, thumbs up, it be fine
Get out of my head, I can’t rewind
Suicide is beside
I got a life to live, I got a life to leave behind
I’m sold, it’s mine
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