Sell out

[Intro – Laid-back, eerie tone] (Mmmh… yeah) Mi si it long time… But mi did a watch… Dem man yah fake to di core Tesla Boss… ⸻ [Chorus – Calm, sinister cadence] You been a sell — people just never a buy Act real, but yuh mask cya hide yuh eye Dem waan do di crime, but fraid a di time Mi walk in truth while dem stuck inna lie Sell out fi likes, sell out fi name Sell out dem soul just fi likkle fame Mi nah play dat game, mi cut and flame Mi circle small like tear pon pain ⸻ [Verse 1 – Thoughtful, heavy lines] Mi build in silence, dem talk fi clout Mi move in dark, dem watch mi route Dem smile wid knife, mi still play stout But mi done pree di sellout from way out Dem seh loyalty, but dem never mean it Dem seh “real G,” but mi never seen it Mi trust mi gut — and mi soul still clean While dem drown in envy, mi float like dream Metaphor-heavy bars: “Dem loyalty thin like string on thread” “Mi energy high, dem vibes done dead” “Dem jump fence fast when pressure get red” Mi stand on truth — not word dem spread ⸻ [Chorus – Repeat with intensity] You been a sell — people just never a buy Act real, but yuh mask cya hide yuh eye Dem waan do di crime, but fraid a di time Mi walk in truth while dem stuck inna lie Sell out fi likes, sell out fi name Sell out dem soul just fi likkle fame Mi nah play dat game, mi cut and flame Mi circle small like tear pon pain ⸻ [Verse 2 – Aggressive tone, poetic rage] Mi see di realest turn snitch fi deal And di coldest gyal sell heart fi meal Mi see bredda turn Judas same day All fi a bag and a hype pon display Dem cya fool mi — mi born wid sight Mi third eye sharp like blade in night Dem say war, but hide when fight ignite Mi name stay clean — mi soul stay right ⸻ [Bridge – Whispery, raw reflection] Dem laugh wid yuh, plot pon yuh name Mi move cautious — mi cyaan tek shame Mi write mi pain in blood and flame While dem sell out and still feel lame ⸻ [Final Chorus – Laid-back, cold confidence] You been a sell — people just never a buy Act real, but yuh mask cya hide yuh eye Dem waan do di crime, but fraid a di time Mi walk in truth while dem stuck inna lie Sell out fi likes, sell out fi name Sell out dem soul just fi likkle fame Mi nah play dat game, mi cut and flame Mi circle small like tear pon pain