sell your soul

, why don't you sell your soul?, why don't you sell your soul?, why don't you sell your soul?, why don't you sell your soul?, why don't you sell your soul?, now now now, they be tellin' me to sell my soul and, shit i'm down where hell is frozen, 'til then imma freak the booth and leak the truth and proof like i'm edward snowden, we ain't takin' no melatonin, night crawlin' up in this bitch, i love to get rich, but if you think that i'd sell my soul to get that, then suck on this dick, imma real one with an old soul, yeah, so smart with a cold heart, i, been killin' shit yolo, 'til i'm countin' money like ozark, on my jason bateman, walter white from breaking bad, secure the bag to make a statement, hulk smash 'til i break the pavement, from the underground up like i raise the basement, see i'm in a game full of corporate greed, everybody in it for their wants and needs, they lettin' go of integrity just to be a celebrity, and that's not what i was born to be, i'm the people's champ, i took my chance and now i'm on, see my, numbers up, my crowd is strong, in a game full of hot today, gone tomorrow rappers who will not be around for long, i, outlast, i've seen the dark days, but now the clouds passing, still independent, still i found passion, in smashin' these motherfuckers down to fragments, metaphorically speaking 'cause i'm not a thug, but my words will turn into a sword when i'm preaching, and slaughter these heathens and then go to war with my demons, that tell me to, sell your soul, why don't you sell your soul?, why don't you sell your soul?, why don't you sell your soul?, why don't you sell your soul?, now now i, gonna make it more simplified, my soul ain't for sale to the business ties, and i, run a small time enterprise, a mom and pop shop to these bigger guys, but i, get the whole crowd hypnotized, lookin' like my fan base triplified, the edm kids to the fans of rap, and all in between that'll span the map, now i got the wheel, never hand it back, and imma drive like a maniac, and imma never give a fuck about what y'all say, listen imma do me 'til my dying day, when it all seem lost, i will find a way, and my head up on my pillow but i'm wide awake, all night and day, with a little bit of elbow grease, for the words and the melodies, i'm stackin' chips so up like m.o.p, better bet on me, yeah seen the top and i want that, hell yeah i wanna drop, where the top at?, so i keep on settin' goals 'til i got that, but i'll never sell my soul to a contract, listen imma go in, 'til the day that i win, no i won't say it again, no one playin' with him, with all of these punches you'll take on the chin, got 'em wobbly lookin' like you 'bout to fall back, and catch a fatality like mortal kombat, i'm keepin' my soul even though they all want that, i never call back when they tell me to, they be tellin' me to sell my soul, i hear those voices all around, devil on my shoulder but i'll never let him try to pull me down, they be tellin' me to sell my soul, i hear those voices all around, devil on my shoulder but i'll never let him try to pull me down, why don't you sell your soul?, why don't you sell your soul?, why don't you sell your soul?, why don't you sell your soul?, na na na na, na na na na, na na na na, na na na na, na na na na, na na na na, na na na na, na na na na, na na na na, na na na na, na na na na, na na na na, na na na na, na na na na, na na na na