Lyrics:
Can you pay the price
Can you afford this life
cll the time put in paid back by the rice
Is it worth the strife
Living wrong but you wanna do right
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
're in bed by seven
But your light's on past eleven
Well, that ain't nobody's business but my own
Now you ain't so smart and you ain't good lookin'
Spending racks, bitch
I'll pay it ain't no fee
She done copped it off the rack
Chanel bags and Louis V
Could've had it but you
Lie to me
Bitch we out in
the east, and I'm never gonna stop
I did it by myself, y'all better give props
I killed this beat, and you might hear this shit a lot
But this young, flashy
know me (you see Louis Vuittons under my brim)
You know me (yeah, we all singers, but I'm not quite like them)
You know me (if he's a buster then you
If big money ain't the topic homie I ain't even talking
Hated on by the workers but I'm cool wit all the bosses
Catch me flossing at the mall (Mall)
If big money ain't the topic homie I ain't even talking
Hated on by the workers but I'm cool wit all the bosses
Catch me flossing at the mall (Mall)
cuttin everything but
The price my nigga
She said I'm up here where the clouds be
Smokin' weed got me higher than an oak tree
Number one rule, smoke you
(I mix the Louis the Gucci the Prada)
(950 my feet I rock Balenciaga)
(I cut you off because you was a doubter)
(You started off sweet til I seen you
pocket pull out lent man i ain't have a dime
Couldn't pay the bills shit got real but nobody care
Who got your back who by your side nobody there nobody
myself
Driven by my own desires I can't blame nobody else
For me to live is Christ to die is gain
Bought with a price so there's only one way
For me
flipped the script
You just might've changed the game
Everybody wanna make a God damn name
But don't nobody wanna take the God damn blame
St. Louis Blues, I
're in bed by seven
But your light's on past eleven
Well, that ain't nobody's business but my own
Now you ain't so smart and you ain't good lookin'
who drove a RED CAR. You see (nobody knows for sure 'cause he was so), nobody ever really knew for sure, because STUDEBAKER was so-o-o-o-o-o mysterious
nobody wanna hit me up now
But in the future it's gonna be the other way
Really wanna get up in your face
And call you fake all day
Really wanna get up
the price is going up
You gotta pay a deposit to book a session now
Yeah and plus the price is going up yeah
Don't be mad kuz a king know his worth now
Yeah
but it's lonely at the top
Just know that there's a price for wanting more than what you got
You gon lose some of yo homies
They ain't even get shot
A feeling I ain't gonna know
You came a long way from St. Louis, but baby
And you got a long way to go
You came a long way
You got a long way to go
A feeling I ain't gonna know
You came a long way from St. Louis, but baby
And you got a long way to go
You came a long way
You got a long way to go
above all you jive suckers
Listen, that's word to my mother
You throw a shot at me
I'm throwing a shot back
Your's is on a joint
Mine's whistling by your
trusted politicians but Nobody's different
If I had some kind of problem I bet Nobody'd listen
Freedom ain't free so I'll fight Nobody's war
How'd it start?
Lowkey I don’t even trust nobody
Gotta get this money by myself, no posse
Niggas in they feelings put a price on my body
I gotta sleep with an eye
Well, I ain't nobody's problem but my own
Said I ain't nobody's problem but my own
Said I ain't nobody's issue, don't you come around, baby, I
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