$oldSoul

[Instrumental Intro]

[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 shit, and they still be wantin' more

They say that my duty is not fair, like some modern war

I'm stackin' rolls, just like the Michelin Man

Eating sushi every night, but I don't live in Japan

Damn, I'm trying to make as many hits as I can

I'm like a lazy-ass beaver, I ain't giving a damn

Woah, that shit is corny, you really gonna ignore me?

You really gon' let it slide when these Benjamins do adore me?

And as we rise, man, it ain't about fame and fortune

We got a greater importance, that's why I wake in the mornin'

I'm tryna play a performance and make a change wit' 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 1]

I'm not gonna sell my soul

But what if the offer's incredible?

Nah, I'm not gonna sell my soul

But ten milli', hypothetical

Would they put me on a pedestal?

Would they get me to a better home?

Would they make me unforgettable?

Six fuckin' zeros and a decimal

Top the charts on the game

Not gonna tell us they the same

Switchin', switchin', make a change

Do anything to make a gain

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Verse 2]

You keep your standards low, man, I keep my standards high

Wanna get on any action, like the Brazzers camera guy

I can't deny I'm fuckin' insane, sometimes, I fantasize

What it would be like to be normal, but I just randomize

And analyze my situations, leavin' people paralyzed

You take a step out of bed, meanwhile, I'm in my paradise

America is very nice, but I'd like to see the world

But I'd like to get out into the open and meet my girl

But I just need a chance, I just need a chance

Tired of just sittin' 'round with my Adidas pants

Got a lot of numbers that I wanna see expand

I need a plan, but maybe I just really need a hand

A hand from not a fan, not a man, want a hundred-grand

Understand that I ain't gon' choose another brand

Unless it comes with bands, then I'ma look at it you best think

Starin' at the contract, want a signature in red ink (Success!)

[Chorus 2]

Offer is compellin', though

But I don't think I'm gonna sell my soul

But the offer is incredible

Agreements on a hypothetical

They gon' put me on a pedestal

They gon' play me in the festival

Everybody's gon' 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

Putting commas to my name

Shit will never be the same

[Bridge]

Yeah

Oh

Shit will never be the same

[Instrumental Outro]