So you call yourself sellouts?
As I watch you sweat bullets
I guess I don't need to try so hard
You made a scene from this city
It's what you told in the backstory
On VH1
I'm watching a rerun
It's what you told me, you told me
But I can see in the eyes
So, don't try and fight it all
It's not your fault after all
So you told them and now I'm
Supposed to follow the words you say
Contractual obligations
Leaving me with nothing that
I can say, unless I pay my dues
All to you
It's what you sold me, sold me
And I bought into the lies
Trying on your guise to fit in
To the place we grew up in
It's all remade and been shelved
And you blew through the wealth
What do you regret
Was this the best bet
The best bet
On your last dime
Maybe next time
It's what you owe me, you owe me
For wasting my time
Standing in line for you
And your attitude