Thinking Bout Sellin’ Out

[Verse 1]
I see these cashed up rappers when I'm scrolling
The get the girls and the grills and the gold bling
I hate the hedonistic nature of the whole thing
And yet I’m envying the paper they be folding
Got me thinking 'bout switching up my style more
Cause every rapper on the maps a ballin' crime lord
But if I act like I'm an addict from the psych ward
Tattoos on my eyeballs, I bet the kids will buy more
I'm never smiling in my photos, only blue steel
To prove I'm too real, moody dudes have huge appeal
And if I could just get a feature out of Luke Steel and
Daniel Johns maybe I could lace me up a shoe deal
And now my fans are looking at me like I'm crazy
Cause for years, man, this band has been my baby
But now I want's the radio to play me
So I can just be like "fuck you, pay me"

[Chorus]
Cause I've been thinking 'bout selling out
Cause there's nowhere left to turn
Been living for the underground, but
There's no money here left to earn
But now I see the light of a brand new day
Gotta dumb down what I write
Get paid when my song gets played
Played, so played
Played, so played
So played

[Verse 2]
It's a long way to the top, and it's not fair
When everybody's always judging how you got there
You wanna see heroes ballin' like "Fuck Yeah", but
No one understands the money's got to come from somewhere
With no-one buying records to pay for the videos
And speaking as an independent with the gritty flow
If a brand wants to give me cash or give me clothes
In the past I've been opposed, now I'm like "gimme those"
Madden Brothers were the face of P-E-T-A
So if they can do an add for K-F-C I aint
Tripping I’m a hit the competition up to get me paid
Til Evil Ed’s the face of Mickey-D's new chicken range
Then it’s Lowes ads Vodaphone phone plans
Rake it in and let myself go like Lindsey Lohan
I know the glow tan might confust the old fans
But get with the program I'm sick of being broke, man

[Chorus]
Cause I've been thinking 'bout selling out
There's nowhere left to turn
Been living for the underground, but
There's no money here left to earn
But now I see the light of a brand new day
Gotta dumb down what I write
Get paid when my song gets played
Played, so played
Played, so played
So played

[Bridge: Evil Eddie and God]
Am I a hypocrite? Yeah, but I can live with it
Skilled enough to win but haven’t been and now I am sick of it
So lick a dick, cause if I'm getting paid, I don't give a shit
No one else does, why should I be any different?
Because you're the chosen one, Edward
Dude, what?
Stay on the path
What the fuck, is that you, God?
I'm just telling you to follow what your passion is
Cause if you don't, you'll never find true happiness
Pretty sure the cash would make me happy aye
Don't worry, I'm a get you, paid and winning all the accolades
What's the catch?
No catch, it’s deserved
It's your purpose, all you gotta do is get to work, bitch

[Chorus]
I've been thinking 'bout selling out
Cause I guess my main concern
Hasn't really been about my sound
But instead about what I earn
But now I see the light of a brand new day
I’m giving no fucks when I write and
No fucks if the song gets played
Played, so played
Played, so played
So played
Played, so played
Played, so played
So played