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