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you say im sellin out
well let me see
the only thing selling out is my cd
but im not a sell out like im sellin out for more
I mean sell out like im sellin out the stores
I am pure, wasn't made by the man
Muther Fucker ask around i was made by the fans
And I just woke up with a spliff to roll
Make âem cry to my shit
Cause I hit the soul
And I ain't like any Aussie rapper that you heard
I come from nothing, blood and sweat till I made it work
And Iâm so so proud, should I be of myself?
They used to laugh and act better now they needing my help
But I fly so high and itâs just begun
Work hard, it pays off I should have trust my mum
Now Iâm in the position where I canât be stopped
So confident with haters now I laugh them off
They are suckers, Iâm the man
And they be knowing that itâs true
And if they say they donât know
Well then you knowing that they knew
See all my fans are crazy so I guess we all the same
Cause my musicâs like a drug and now itâs damaging your brain
Look into my eyes can you see the pain
See the bags under them, thatâs no sleep for days
But I canât feel alone cause the fans relate
Plus I just hit the stage and I canât stand straight
Wait, wait, you know that Iâve got this
Rip apart my brain just to find you a top bit
Ask my boys âAre you happy with life?â
They say yes, but in the streets you gotta carry a knife
If you shake your head well get the fuck aware
You ain't been out here, you wouldnât understand
You in your nice mansion yea youâve lost your shit
Thatâs why kids around here come and rob your shit
You never gave a helping hand so what the fuck you expect
But now I got the money coming Ima take all I can get
Ima take it till Iâm dead
Get my family fed
And everyone thatâs near me, get them standing again
Tell me who can get you in the vibe
To feel so high you ain't even need a pipe
Thatâs why addicts use this when they canât get on
Itâs like a free hit here gotta pass the bong
Yea pass it round, Iâm the master now
I will never ever stop, see me passin out
Then I wake back up, still all about rap
Itâs on my mind all the time like Iâm stuck in a trap
What the fuck is a fact
When I give you my life
Without the rap probably be another victim to ice
Why you listening right?You see the shit in my eyes
I give my fans everything
Never think to disguise
So Iâm poppin codeine so fresh so clean
Skinny mother fucker still be making hoes scream
Tell me who can wait, nah not again
If I could swap weed smoke for oxygen
Itâd be done, we be walking round smashed as fuck
Doing interviews on phones while Iâm hackin bud
I ain't acting bruz
This is what you get
Ain't denying shit
I am off my head