Wholesale

[Intro - A-natural] I told her I could make her be a star She told me that she already are Been there, done that, what's next Told her I'm just here to help her be the best She said, "Nevermind that. Just gimme hot tracks And never question where my loyalties reside at I owe you on the next go 'round." The next time I seen her she was selling my sound...short [Verse 1 - A-natural] Mirrors telling stories, some true, and some lies And nothing else can clear it up, oh Staring at me is a boy who's lost but still fights You can see it there in his eyes That he tries everything he can do To make em all happy, yeah Could it be for nothing? Tell me what is the whole world worth For the price of his heart Just to get back nothing? [Hook - A-natural] A penny for your feelings, a dime for your thoughts What's the going rate for a work of art? Or should we even haggle over stupid shit? Customer is always right so I plead the fifth [Verse 2 - A-natural] Never retribution, always met with a fist Or at least a foot put down on dreams Never one complacent, I sneak around so the mirror wouldn't see A temporary freedom, oh, I tried... To make a way of escape, beating down an unfinished path Just to find some value in this game Enough to see the prize within my grasp Just to get back nothing, yo... [Hook - A-natural] [Rap - Dean Marten] I told her I could give her money or I could paint a Picasso Ha, she chose the money Dollars equals happiness, what's the point of haggling If I'm the one that's passionate and you the one that's crashing it Our first date I realized you could never love me I'm into giving art and you was into taking from me I thought if I could build your self-esteem that you would give me everything I ever dreamed Turns out that I'm hopeless Like a penny with a hole in it Game with no soul in it I had to turn around, lookin' in the mirror Staring at the real truth Tomorrow never lies, what I spit is real truth I was once told the game is to be sold, never told Now I'm gettin' old tryna chase these fuckin' goals Is it really that precious? Are we really that reckless?