Deem - Everything For Sale lyrics

Everything For Sale Ft. Murf [Intro] Mga bagay na hindi mabibili ng pera Everything for sale Everything for sale Even your soul Even these… [Verse 1] Deem The gave you the track They wrote you the verse They gave you the hook They gave you the swag They gave you a bag But they want it back In debt to your a** Like look at my dab Ok They sold you a bag a blanks You know that it's wack You selling it back They got you on stage Like purchase your trap today I blow a bag a day Real n***as never save Slave (X5) [Hook] Everything for sale Everything for sale Even your soul Even these hoes especially them Especially Yeah especially If you got weed Or you got the coke Or you got promethezyne Cause they go anything They want me to pay to play But I pray to get them out the way If I'm giving green Since they tell me that you can buy anything Everything (X3) [Verse 2] Murf Slave (X4) You just want to ride a foreign with the top off When you give your soul someone knocked off Really dog for a bad b**h that look average Dicks all in her mouth What we call that co*k sauce Where I'm from she get popped off Don't come you can stand it Ain't no box to box you inside To teach you how to be managed Everything you want you can do it You got a mind just use it Don't let them play like you stupid You are clone not Gucci b**h my lite like a smoothie I know what's what And what is the plot Man my sh** like a movie Little n***as is selling their souls for gold Then they look like a goofy I seen it all It is not hard to tell Man this is my life This is on track Not just some sh** that's for sale Yeah (X3) [Hook] Everything for sale Everything for sale Even your soul Even these hoes especially them Especially Yeah especially If you got weed Or you got the coke Or you got promethezyne Cause they go anything They want me to pay to play But I pray to get them out the way If I'm giving green Since they tell me that you can buy anything Everything (X3) [Bridge] Deem They selling you lies They selling you pride They selling you weave They selling you thighs They selling you fries They selling you bullsh** Yeah they selling dope on the corner But they selling hope on the pulpit They selling schemes right on Wall Street Internet got all the cool sh** They bring it right to your house They selling p**y on everything They selling packets of clout