[Chorus]
They say that I'm a sellout
They say I sold my soul
They say I went commercial
Now they hate me even more
They say that I'm a sellout
They say I sold my soul
They say I went commercial
Now they hate me even more
They say that I'm a sellout
I guess I'm just a sellout

[Verse 1]
They tellin' me, I sold my soul
Like I'm meant to be on my own
You got a record deal, you don't know how we feel
Now you don't even sound that real anymore
So I maybe should stay very poor
Maybe I should not get paid anymore
Sit at home full of rich hate, I could make hits
But I'll make a mixtape
Full of shit, that don't even get played anymore
They don't like me if I write these raps
If I'm on TV, then I might be wack
I could give a fuck, if you dudes on YouTube
Dislike my track
That's a freighting fact
Now face it
For the fact, these fans giving me flak
For getting my ass famous
Rather see me struggle than make it
What about most of the crap
That you call rap
When you play it back on your playlist
I don't wanna be part of no A list
But I wanna be a part of the list
That puts me on par with the greatest
It's like my success, got 'em losing their minds
They hate the mainstream
Like its a crime
But never cared
When I was on the grind
[Chorus]
They say that I'm a sellout
They say I sold my soul
They say I went commercial
Now they hate me even more
They say that I'm a sellout
They say I sold my soul
They say I went commercial
Now they hate me even more
They say that I'm a sellout
I guess I'm just a sellout

[Verse 2]
So tired of dealin' with these lame questions
Like 'don't you still want to make a change bredrin?'
If you knew me, which you probably don't
Then you would've known that I came in game flexin'
I did my part and I grinded out
So I think I deserve time without
Your speculation, been counted out
But I fought my doubts
And then you talkin bout
I went commercial? Man fuck that
I went in circles 'cause I love rap
And I never really got no love back
So get the hell off my nut sacks
See I'm solo till the day that I die
I pray that I fly, if I don't succeed, then at least
I can say that I tried
Say that I might
Find my feet, when I'm rolling in the deep
Like Adele, but I'm real when I ride
Kill with the style
With the will, bonafide
From day one, I came home
To a house full of drama
Tellin' me that I sold out my persona
For a bank account full of commas
Think what you wanna
[Chorus]
They say that I'm a sellout
They say I sold my soul
They say I went commercial
Now they hate me even more
They say that I'm a sellout
They say I sold my soul
They say I went commercial
Now they hate me even more
They say that I'm a sellout
I guess I'm just a sellout

[Bridge]
They say they only like that underground shit
And this music isn't what they get down with
They don't like any of the shit I do
And if it's playing on the radio, it ain't cool

[Chorus]
They say that I'm a sellout
They say I sold my soul
They say I went commercial
Now they hate me even more
They say that I'm a sellout
They say I sold my soul
They say I went commercial
Now they hate me even more