The Price

Lyrics

Hook: The price of a life so hefty The price of the ice much heavier The price of the hype don't tempt me The price of the envy? I get pettier Verse 1: Leeches want the blood from me Demons want the love from me Say they want the dub for me But you really don't Raised up on some street ties Learned to look a thief in thе eye And I learnеd to keep a baby blade right by my throat Babies looking gritty Ultrasonic look demonic Like our history, the ego and the violence on repeat Hunger don't look pretty Always talking like its beef But when it's time to meet and speak up Then the shit is tongue and cheek Picture perfect pistol popper, picture cropper uh huh 8 years old his blunt was laced, became a monster uh huh 9 years old his Christmas list was just a chopper uh huh Import the shit from London town It sounds like Sampha uh huh uh huh (murderrrr) Hook: The price of a life so hefty The price of the ice much heavier The price of the hype don't tempt me The price of the envy? I get pettier Verse 2: Backwards walking Homie burned alive soon as he passed the aux They serving fiends, one hit, dancing like a Jabawockee Murder sprees, I ain't come outside to catch a body If I got to I'm a trampoline for anybody Granny get her rent paid from a fiends pain You won't hear a thing she's silent, she's on vibrate Yo, Rockefeller rain dance Homocide parade And the crown is on a payment plan Fuck with me Survived the cyphers with 100 snakes I'm venomless Chipped off every nail on my 10 fingers Had to penny pinch Sloppy toppy sedative to numb the trauma I've seen diamonds turn back into coal soon as the pressure left Verse 3 (Heaven Williams): I've already arrived My name is Heaven, call on me you must be ready to die My boys remind of the Fugees when they're ready to slide Cause you can be their biggest hit whether you ready or not Them boys know nothing 'bout no smoke it ain't no red in their eyes Oh no oh no we no cholo Poco loco want no ?? Hoe go sloppy on this pogo You won't stop me, you'll hear slo-mo You'll roll solo, I still got New York behind me like I'm Cuomo Como cruises with the whole gang And we came with it, we no broke gang We arrive 12 on the dot com with dough man And I still black on every line like the Soul Train When you great the haters start to dread it like the old Wayne Now it's 24 k's on him like a gold chain All because he decided to name him when he told things Clear his noodle was twisted but that low mayne I can't respect it nigga, Heaven nigga Hook: The price of a life so hefty The price of the ice much heavier