Sell Out Lyrics - Church Clothes, Vol. 2 - 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 

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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! 

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