No Selling (Uncle Butch Pretends It Don’t Hurt) lyrics

[Intro]
Ahh, ow, uh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I gotta keep a facade
I got a play it cool
Like when you with a girl and she go away to school
Gonna get a leather shirt, my stomach never hurts
Strong face, strong jaw, shown through my competitors
I tear my ACL, and wouldn't even limp
I keep my head up high, so I can read the blimps
Don't even scream if something hot burns my fingertips
I just wait a couple seconds then I reattempt
Had a weird childhood, my sh*t was wild hood
But crying ain't my style 'cause I can smile good
I don't take sh*t personal, I don't get jealous
You can leave my name off, you can misspell it
I ain't with yelling
I ain't even mad
I ain't screaming, catching feelings, and breathing bad, yeah
My favorite phrase is "So what?"
I'm stone-cut, I'm bad to the bone, no need to blow up
Calm before the storm or something
I ain't cried since '94 or something
[Chorus]
My legs tired 'cause I been running things
That sh*t is exhausting, I'm in a ton of pain
But I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no selling
Tryna write fire, my pen full of flame
That sh*t burned my hand, I'm in a ton of pain
But I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no selling

[Verse 2]
I won't sweat it, it happened to brothers every year
I hit my thumb with a hammer and wouldn't shed a tear, yeah
Still waters, I'm running real deep
Airplane hit turbulence, sh*t, I'm still 'sleep
I hit my knee on the bed corner and run a sprint
I cried once, but haven't for every summer since
For those of you that's doubting, I take it that far
I had an asthma attack during the last bar

[Chorus]
My legs tired 'cause I been running things
That sh*t is exhausting, I'm in a ton of pain
But I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no selling
Tryna write fire, my pen full of flame
That sh*t burned my hand, I'm in a ton of pain
But I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no selling, I'm no selling
[Verse 3]
You ain't coming then send a note
That sh*t get to me, I pretend it don't
I gotta keep a facade
I gotta play it cool
Like when you with a girl and she away in school
Gonna get a leather shirt, my stomach never hurts
Strong face, strong jaw, shown through my competitors
It ain't me in this spot, wishing it could've been
The homie got that sh*t, well f*cking good for him

[Outro]
That part
Right there