No I won't not sell my life for this shit
I ain't worshiping shit
Niggas they selling their life so this shit
For the price of a brick
Was it worth to be rich
Chasing a check they put heads on my neck
I ain't scared of a threat
I'll just never comin' back
Isn't it sad the same ones I trust
Got left in the past an unforgettable past
I can't trust a soul
See that they creep on the low
See that they creep on the low
Pulling the strings on the show
They think no one body knows
I stay in my lane
Don't worry bout' a thing
Bucks in the paint
F*ck what you pain
Just stay in your lane
Don't worry bout' a thang
All these things go so unnoticed
It ain't what you think what you saw on TV
It's hard to believe
It ain't what it seems
I can't trust a soul
Cause I've been through hell
I ain't going back ever
It's hard to erase the things that I've seen
I don't even know what they want from a nigga
Just look at my face when you talking to me
Cause I've been through hell
I ain't going back ever
It's hard to erase the things I've seen
All these things seem to go so unnoticed
It ain't what you think what you saw on TV
It's hard to believe
It ain't what it seems
I can't let it be
We keep on loosing these legends
And nobody knows why
The truth is untold
From the stories they told
Till the day they go
This world is so cold
So how I can I blow
Now I know that they after me
It is what it had to be
It is what it had to be
Rip what a tragedy
Knew they were after me
Lonely I cry
Smolling I die
No I won't not sell my life for this shit
I'm ain't worshiping shit
Niggas they selling their life so this shit
For the price of a brick
Was it worth to be rich
Chasing a check they be heads on my neck
I ain't scared of a threat
I just never comin' back
Isn't it sad the same ones I trust
Got left in the past an unforgettable past
I can't trust a soul
See that they creep on the low
See that they creep on the low
Pulling the strings on the show
They think no one body knows
I stay in my lane
Don't worry bout a thing
Bucks in the paint
F*ck what you pain
Just stay in your lane
Don't worry bout a thang
Dmnd BOI - Broken Industry Lyrics
Dmnd BOI - Broken Industry Lyrics
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No I won't not sell my life for this shit
I ain't worshiping shit
Niggas they selling their life so this shit
For the price of a brick
Was it worth to be rich
Chasing a check they put heads on my neck
I ain't scared of a threat
I'll just never comin' back
Isn't it sad the same ones I trust
Got left in the past an unforgettable past
I can't trust a soul
See that they creep on the low
See that they creep on the low
Pulling the strings on the show
They think no one body knows
I stay in my lane
Don't worry bout' a thing
Bucks in the paint
F*ck what you pain
Just stay in your lane
Don't worry bout' a thang
All these things go so unnoticed
It ain't what you think what you saw on TV
It's hard to believe
It ain't what it seems
I can't trust a soul
Cause I've been through hell
I ain't going back ever
It's hard to erase the things that I've seen
I don't even know what they want from a nigga
Just look at my face when you talking to me
Cause I've been through hell
I ain't going back ever
It's hard to erase the things I've seen
All these things seem to go so unnoticed
It ain't what you think what you saw on TV
It's hard to believe
It ain't what it seems
I can't let it be
We keep on loosing these legends
And nobody knows why
The truth is untold
From the stories they told
Till the day they go
This world is so cold
So how I can I blow
Now I know that they after me
It is what it had to be
It is what it had to be
Rip what a tragedy
Knew they were after me
Lonely I cry
Smolling I die
No I won't not sell my life for this shit
I'm ain't worshiping shit
Niggas they selling their life so this shit
For the price of a brick
Was it worth to be rich
Chasing a check they be heads on my neck
I ain't scared of a threat
I just never comin' back
Isn't it sad the same ones I trust
Got left in the past an unforgettable past
I can't trust a soul
See that they creep on the low
See that they creep on the low
Pulling the strings on the show
They think no one body knows
I stay in my lane
Don't worry bout a thing
Bucks in the paint
F*ck what you pain
Just stay in your lane
Don't worry bout a thang
I ain't worshiping shit
Niggas they selling their life so this shit
For the price of a brick
Was it worth to be rich
Chasing a check they put heads on my neck
I ain't scared of a threat
I'll just never comin' back
Isn't it sad the same ones I trust
Got left in the past an unforgettable past
I can't trust a soul
See that they creep on the low
See that they creep on the low
Pulling the strings on the show
They think no one body knows
I stay in my lane
Don't worry bout' a thing
Bucks in the paint
F*ck what you pain
Just stay in your lane
Don't worry bout' a thang
All these things go so unnoticed
It ain't what you think what you saw on TV
It's hard to believe
It ain't what it seems
I can't trust a soul
Cause I've been through hell
I ain't going back ever
It's hard to erase the things that I've seen
I don't even know what they want from a nigga
Just look at my face when you talking to me
Cause I've been through hell
I ain't going back ever
It's hard to erase the things I've seen
All these things seem to go so unnoticed
It ain't what you think what you saw on TV
It's hard to believe
It ain't what it seems
I can't let it be
We keep on loosing these legends
And nobody knows why
The truth is untold
From the stories they told
Till the day they go
This world is so cold
So how I can I blow
Now I know that they after me
It is what it had to be
It is what it had to be
Rip what a tragedy
Knew they were after me
Lonely I cry
Smolling I die
No I won't not sell my life for this shit
I'm ain't worshiping shit
Niggas they selling their life so this shit
For the price of a brick
Was it worth to be rich
Chasing a check they be heads on my neck
I ain't scared of a threat
I just never comin' back
Isn't it sad the same ones I trust
Got left in the past an unforgettable past
I can't trust a soul
See that they creep on the low
See that they creep on the low
Pulling the strings on the show
They think no one body knows
I stay in my lane
Don't worry bout a thing
Bucks in the paint
F*ck what you pain
Just stay in your lane
Don't worry bout a thang
Writer: Javier Aguirre
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid