[Verse 1] [Harry Shotta]

Sometimes no answer is the best answer
There's six of us but do not play me for a backup dancer
Don't play me for a chancer cause I took my chances
And controlled my destiny and assassinated the puppet master
This game is full of culture vultures so I'm on to that
They use the streets for credibility and don't put nothing back
So if you're buzzing this year go take their checks fam
Cause next year they'll be on to the next man
Artists are the tricks of me industry are the pimps
I've listened to your offers I am not convinced
I've studied all your formulas the shackles in your contracts
And you ain't conning me rudeboy I ain't on that
I will not be tricked
I will not be tamed
I will not be flipped
And I won't sell my soul in exchange for a hit
Them man run their mouths but run this shit

And I won't sell my soul in exchange for a hit
Them man run their mouths but run this shit



[Verse 2] [Harry Shotta]
Some man come in and have a good season
But I stay consistent in it for the right reasons
They come and go I know the flow is so transparent
They've got an ego and it's bigger than their fucking talent
Apparent how they're moving they don't want to hear the truth
They talk a lot but couldn't chat to me up in the booth
This is where I live and die last man standing
Lyricism isn't dead I ain't standing here is the living proof
Artists are the tricks of me industry are the pimps
I've listened to your offers I am not convinced
I've studied all your formulas the shackles in your contracts
And you ain't conning me rudeboy I ain't on that
I will not be tricked
I will not be tamed
I will not be flipped
And I won't sell my soul in exchange for a hit
Them man run their mouths but run this shit
And I won't sell my soul in exchange for a hit
Them man run their mouths but run this shit