paroles de chanson Sell Out - Lecrae
Alright,
alright,
welcome
to
the
label,
man
Now
check
this
out,
man,
listen.
I
know
you're
known
for
just
being
honest
and
transparent
and
all
that
good
stuff
But
listen,
we
ain't
got
no
time
for
all
that,
man
That
don't
make
no
money
We
need
you
to
tell
lies,
lies,
and
more
lies,
man
It's
all
about
selling
out
Don't
give
the
people
what
they
need,
give
'em
what
they
want,
baby
Lie
to
these
folks,
man!
I'm
on
now,
I
can't
even
stand
me
Look
at
me,
Mama,
I'm
known
now,
I
got
me
a
Grammy
Call
Kami,
Khiana,
and
Tammy,
and
tell
'em
that
I
made
it
Broke
my
heart
in
the
seventh
grade,
so
this
is
how
I
repay
'em
They
say
that
money
can't
make
you,
they
probably
ain't
making
money
It
made
me
richer
than
you,
and
it
made
me
look
at
you
funny
You
don't
really
want
it,
you
don't
want
no
problems,
problems
Goons
be
like,
"Whatever
you
need,
dawg,
call
me."
So
I
be
like
doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo,
"Solve
it."
Money
on
his
head,
I
put
that
boy
under
the
wallet
I
can't
even
rap
like
that,
but
insecurity
would
have
me
sounding
whack
like
that
I
already
made
it
when
I
graduated
from
high
school
Ain't
validated
'cause
I'm
at
the
top
of
the
iTunes
But
I
too
was
once
a
fool
for
nice
shoes
Spiteful
of
dudes
who
do
what
I
like
to
But
if
I'm
honest
on
the
other
side
of
fame,
it's
the
same
stains
in
the
latrine
You
still
can't
buy
love,
and
ain't
no
way
to
buy
off
pain
That's
why
these
rich
folks
blow
out
their
brains
More
insecure
they
are
the
more
they
brag,
advertising
their
pain
I
don't
want
no
parts
of
none
of
that
thing
Oh
wait,
hold
up,
this
where
I'm
supposed
to
do
something
Lyrical
miracle
metaphor
simile
onomatopoeia
on
a
period
You's
a
peon,
period,
I
dominate
rap
I
failed
algebra,
and
I
ain't
paid
my
property
tax
Oh
well,
I
got
bars,
family
behind
bars
Throw
money
at
insecure
women
and
fine
cars
People
stealing
right
under
my
nose
and
my
taxes
whack
But
no
need
to
worry,
my
accountant
handles
that,
right
I
mean
what
you
expect?
I
do
anything
to
gain
your
respect,
sell
out
What
you
doing,
man?
You
know
you
started
off
good
then
you
started
telling
the
truth
We
ain't
got
no
time
for
that
This
is
Lie-A-Lot
records
We
need
you
to
tell
more
lies
Hello?
Hello?
Hey
where
you
going,
man?
Come
back
here,
man
Church
Clothes
2!
I
ain't
got
to
hear
that
you
love
it,
cause
I
know
that
you
love
it!
1 Co-Sign Pt. 2
2 Believe
3 Devil in Disguise
4 The Fever
5 I'm Turnt
6 Let It Whip
7 Sell Out
8 Lost My Way
9 Misconception Pt. 2
10 Round of Applause
11 Was It Worth It
12 Bun B Speaks
13 Finer Things
14 Hands Up
15 My Whole Life Changed
16 If I Die Tonight
17 Hang On
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