Post Malone

'Cause they ain't ever seein' me fold under pressure
They ain't never, ever seen me fold, nah, never
Always keep one up on 'em 'cause I'm too clever
I would never, ever sell my soul, nah, never.

Tell me why I can't get no relief
Wonderin' when they'll come for me
A paranoid man makes paranoid plans
I'll do what I can, but it's out of my hands
Strugglin' just to find my peace.

Helicopters in the sky,
No, he can't escape the eyes,
Politicians and the lies,
Tell me, what's the point in pickin' sides?