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quadeca - $oldsoul lyrics

[verse 1]
i got my green and i want beef, like i’m an omnivore
i got that exclusive flow that can’t be bought in stores
i drop all this new sh-t, and they still be wanting more
they say that my duty is not fair, like some modern war
i’m stacking rolls, just like the michelin man
eating sushi every night, but i don’t live in j-pan
d-mn
i’m trying to make as many hits as i can
i’m like a lazy -ss beaver, i ain’t giving a d-mn
whoa
that sh-t is corny
you really gonna ignore me
you really gone let it slide
with these benjamin’s doing dormie
and as we rise, man, it ain’t about fame and fortune
we got a greater importance
that’s why i wake in the morning
i’m tryna’ play a performance
and make a change with a chorus
came from a tiny platform, but now my stage is enormous
flawless
do anything to stay out of office
’cause i’m cautious
not gonna sell my soul for the profits

[chorus]
i’m not gonna sell my soul
but what if the offer is incredible?
nah
i’m not gonna sell my soul
but 10 milly hypothetical
would they put me on a pedestal?
would they get me to a better mood?
would they make me unforgettable?
six f-cking zeros, and a decimal
top the charts on the game
nothing tells us they the same
switching, switching, make the change
do anything to make a gain

[verse 2]
you keep your standards low, man, i keep my standards high
wanna’ get on any action, like the brazzers camera guy
can’t deny
i’m f-cking insane
sometimes i fantasize
how it would be like to be normal
but i just randomize
and -n-lyze
the situation, leaving people paralyzed
take a step out of bed, meanwhile i’m at my paradise
america is very nice, but i’d like to see the world
but i’d like to get out in to the open and meet my girl
but i just need a chance
i just need a chance
tired of just sitting around with my adidas pants
got a lot of numbers that i want to see expand
i need a plan
but maybe i just really need a hand to hand
from not a fan
not a man
want 100 grand
understand that i ain’t gone choose another brand
unless it comes from bands
then i’ma look at it you best think
staring at their contract, want a signature in red ink
(success)

[outro]
offer is compelling though
but i don’t think i’m gonna sell my soul
but the offer is incredible
agreements upon a hypothetical
they gon’ put on pedestal
they gon’ play me at the festivals
everybody’s gone be jealous, though
i really think i’m gonna sell my soul
top the charts on the game
who needs friends? i got the fame
adding commas to my name
everything’s not gonna be the same
yeah
oh
sh-t will never be the same

- quadeca lyrics

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