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Selfish Video (MV)




Performed By: Jymmy Kafka
Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: James McCarthy




Jymmy Kafka - Selfish Lyrics
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Is it selfish, if I don't want my bread to be somebody else's?
Can't help it
I owe it to people who felt it
When I was kid knew I felt rich
It's wealth in knowledge of self
But not all of my problems get dealt with
Heard their music and I felt sick
What kind of pestilence is this?
What kind of excellence exists?
I try to bless em with the shit
Designer melanin not buying what they're tryna sell
You're the product and the clientele
Put a foot on it cuz I might as well
A book on it couldn't write itself
I shook on it with my higher self
Not buying what they're tryna sell
Product and the clientele
Put a foot on it cuz I might as well
A book on it couldn't write itself
I shook on it with my higher self
Look, all the time that's for myself
Wanna spend it well
I ain't tryna dwell
Why you lying to yourself like its gonna help?
You should be trying something else
The time that I take when I'm taking my time only time is gonna tell
Stay off of my line
You wasting my time not buying what they're tryna sell
Is it selfish, if I don't want my bread to be somebody else's?
Can't help it
I owe it to people who felt it
When I was kid swear I felt rich
It's wealth in knowledge of self
But not all of my problems get dealt with
Heard their music and I felt sick
What kind of pestilence is this?
What kind of excellence exists?
I try to bless em with the shit
Designer melanin not buying what they're tryna sell
You're the product and the clientele
Put a foot on it cuz I might as well
A book on it couldn't write itself
I shook on it with my higher self
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Is it selfish, if I don't want my bread to be somebody else's?
Can't help it
I owe it to people who felt it
When I was kid knew I felt rich
It's wealth in knowledge of self
But not all of my problems get dealt with
Heard their music and I felt sick
What kind of pestilence is this?
What kind of excellence exists?
I try to bless em with the shit
Designer melanin not buying what they're tryna sell
You're the product and the clientele
Put a foot on it cuz I might as well
A book on it couldn't write itself
I shook on it with my higher self
Not buying what they're tryna sell
Product and the clientele
Put a foot on it cuz I might as well
A book on it couldn't write itself
I shook on it with my higher self
Look, all the time that's for myself
Wanna spend it well
I ain't tryna dwell
Why you lying to yourself like its gonna help?
You should be trying something else
The time that I take when I'm taking my time only time is gonna tell
Stay off of my line
You wasting my time not buying what they're tryna sell
Is it selfish, if I don't want my bread to be somebody else's?
Can't help it
I owe it to people who felt it
When I was kid swear I felt rich
It's wealth in knowledge of self
But not all of my problems get dealt with
Heard their music and I felt sick
What kind of pestilence is this?
What kind of excellence exists?
I try to bless em with the shit
Designer melanin not buying what they're tryna sell
You're the product and the clientele
Put a foot on it cuz I might as well
A book on it couldn't write itself
I shook on it with my higher self
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Writer: James McCarthy
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