The Boy That Never Sold His Soul Lyrics

[Intro]
Sometimes our imagination can get us into so much trouble. Most people don't realize how much space and freedom they have while being on the outside. So, what I'm saying is, being on the outside looking in is always safer than being stuck on the inside and looking out. To be outside IS to be free

[Hook]
The boy that never sold his soul
They couldn't bribe him with the money, cars, and clothes
Seen dummies crash, chose not to follow down that road
Never scared to stand alone
Sayin' there's no need to fold when you know your worth morе than gold
The boy that never sold his soul
Thеy couldn't bribe him with the money, cars, and clothes
Seen dummies crash, chose not to follow down that road
Never scared to stand alone
Yellin' there's no need to fold when you know your worth more than gold
[Verse]
The secret is we are the stolen jewels
If you plan to win, you should know the rules
You don't want these devils controllin' you
Better wake the f*ck up cuz it's overdue
Writin' bars but you followin' orders
Free, but feelin' like you servin' jail time
It ain't nothin' simple inside of my temple
This house doesn't have a 'For Sale' sign
I know some famous artists that you niggas look up to Who wish that they didn't sign
Another uneducated one who don't know the business
You might as well get in line
Kanye said "We the new slaves,"
Get your whip and your chains, plus your Rollie, nigga
You gon' think you was ballin' like Kobe, nigga
'Til yo' ass on the shelf like a trophy, nigga
I hope you listenin' closely, nigga
Don't let 'em bribe you with the candy
They couldn't impress me with what's fancy, aye
I'm way to real to win a Grammy, aye
So you won't see me at award shows
I know my worth and the Lord knows
Enjoy your freedom when the doors close
What's the value of you and your wardrobe?
They gon' bribe you with bread to do biz wit' 'em
Try to get you to feel like you friends wit' 'em
Lots of artists with deals really fakin' happy
Scared to tell everyone how they been feelin'
Runnin' 'round like a slave while they kids miss 'em
But to you, shit, it look like they been winnin
All that drippin', it look like they been swimmin'
Ain't no fixin' to pass, we ain't Ben Simmons
Poor decisions but you gotta live wit' 'em
I been movin' with God like I live wit' 'em

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