JC0RREABEAT$ - Sell your soul lyrics

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JC0RREABEAT$ - Sell your soul lyrics

[Chorus] Tired light headed eyes heavy The pen I still hold steady Ready and go Put the pen to the pad boom Let it flow, I know I know Don't ever sell your soul Don't ever sell your soul Don't ever sell your soul I know I know Don't ever sell your soul I know I know Don't ever sell your soul Don't ever sell your soul Don't ever sell your soul [Verse 1] I feel the new me growing When I look in the mirror I see the new me growing like How many times do I have to write these bars till I'm finally sitting at the b.e.t awards I don't want to be here messing with these Pinner who*es How you gone do that? Well I don't really know If I work hard and stay in this zone Hopefully I'll be on stage with my bros While the fake ones are watching at home Imma bring it all back to the block h Show them what I did represent at the top And instead of pa**ing knives and Glocks Maybe they'll spread love but not to the cops Props to David Cameron but sorry g it's time for me to take your spot Hire my homies as my elected Mps And smoke weed in 10 Downing Street Till I'm in the House of Commons buzzing like a bee When I get signed imma buy rollies For the whole team f** your supreme it's more of a belanciaga thing Rags to Riches I mean it's so faketisious Sign a contract with the devil cos he promised you b**hes And when your at the top they want to see stitches So bullet proof your whip till you can't see out it Gain so much money that i can't I need an accountant f** all this sh** [Chorus] [Verse 2] The text comes through while sitting in my room Waiting for the penny drop so this girl can drop her top Rahh, she blocked it like that got the whatsapp in all caps now I can't tap I wonder if I make it with raps would she try n come back But the blunt replies got me like f** with another cat Even though she got a nice back ah and we share ethnicity but uhh uhh I can't go back nah It's been a rough pa** couple months Been chilling on my own a lot feeling lost And when I'm not I'm in the studio with Mr Gough Occasionally fall asleep on the settee wondering the cost Of a life like my one Heard my phone rung Unknown number Who the f** could have woke me from this slumber Picked up the phone yo who's this hello? No answer, ba*tard Pull the phone from my ear looked at the screen I saw my reflection thanks to the light beams It's seems id be nothing if it wasn't for the nature of earth giving me worth Even if it was a little, can't find myself out its like I'm a riddle Like all this work I can't handle I'm relying on two things that are almost impossible Running out of my own fossil fuels In the mirror like things that used to worry you now hardly do like what the f** is wrong with you