Skippa Da Flippa - Won't Sell My Soul lyrics

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Skippa Da Flippa - Won't Sell My Soul lyrics

[Hook] See I'm the type to grind hard, cause I'm tryna see a mill This label's 100, you want the 100's, I did it with no major deal QC b**h, you p**ys get fingerf**ed, you [?] like nip tuck You know Flippa keep mac'd up, hollows like mack truck I won't sell my soul, I won't sell my soul I won't sell my soul, I won't sell my soul Just listen up close, to what the OG told These n***as will sell their soul for j**elry and clothes The world is so cold [Verse 1] See I can see clearly, in these thousand dollar specs I came from the trenches, but I know business, mama CG want the best So father, your highness, would you guide me with guidance No weapons, [?] or prosper, I pull out that MAC and I aim at my finest I pray for forgiveness, I know there's no witness You n***as keep signing these f**ed up deals, small fry and the mixed chicken I won't sell my soul, I won't sell my soul Hit the pot with the pick and roll, get the big bankroll Now a n***a Quality Control [Hook] See I'm the type to grind hard, cause I'm tryna see a mill This label's 100, you want the 100's, I did it with no major deal QC b**h, you p**ys get fingerf**ed, you [?] like nip tuck You know Flippa keep mac'd up, hollows like mack truck I won't sell my soul, I won't sell my soul I won't sell my soul, I won't sell my soul Just listen up close, to what the OG told These n***as will sell their soul for j**elry and clothes The world is so cold [Verse 2] So that's your new car? You think you up to par? You rapping bout my life, you better think twice n***a, be who you are You can't keep it 100, but you want some new hundreds Million dollar boss conversation with the CEO bean, I cherish the moment I came from eating out lunchables, to a house like the Huxtables You better grind hard young n***a, go get it young n***a Don't you ever get to comfortable Sold your soul for some denim, but you can't provide dinner Blew your back end on some Robin jeans But you can't do sh** cause there ain't sh** in em [Hook] See I'm the type to grind hard, cause I'm tryna see a mill This label's 100, you want the 100's, I did it with no major deal QC b**h, you p**ys get fingerf**ed, you [?] like nip tuck You know Flippa keep mac'd up, hollows like mack truck I won't sell my soul, I won't sell my soul I won't sell my soul, I won't sell my soul Just listen up close, to what the OG told These n***as will sell their soul for j**elry and clothes The world is so cold