Price Tag
Everybody want some independence
Everybody hustlin' for a pendant
Everybody know somebody that's a tennant
That's been workin' double shifts to feed them self and a dependent
If I won the lottery I'd probably spend it all
'Cuz honestly in this economy it's get involved
Or get dissolved and obviously I wanna ball
If you knew what I'd do to get it you would be appalled
I never seen you send a dollar to your cousin
You say you love him, but in yo heart you quick to judge him
You wonder why he buggin' in the street life hustlin'
You never call to ask him, but you steady fussin'
Instead you keep your distance from him cuz you know that boy wild
You won't even have discussion cuz that shit defiled
But if you knew how he was strugglin' and you had to walk a mile
I bet you'd probably do the same for your child
Everybody got bills, my nigga
Everybody got trials
Everybody hustlin'
Everybody look for a smile
Everybody work, then wait for a deposit
So they can rob the demons in the closet
I swear I know a couple cheap thrills that got me checking for a price tag
And hopes deferred that have you sleepless in the nighttime
I know I probably have more than I deserve
But I wonder if I have to struggle like this for a lifetime
My bank statements tell me that I'm broke
They don't know a couple bellies got me stretched out
My new job tell me not to smoke
Even though my situation got me stressed out
My new friends tell me not to cope
My mama friends tell me I should vote
I tell 'em both they can push me off the boat
I'd rather try to float here if that's my only lifeline
Cheap thrills make a nigga wonder
How it feels make a nigga wonder
These bills make a nigga wonder
Another lost soul checkin' for a price tag
Ahh Yeah
Time's a wasting and... I'm impatient
I wanna quit my occupation
It's kinda wild, family
I'm tryna earn a pretty penny for my gross, what I need most is Suga Mama. I'm ain't too proud, family
Ah man take a look in my eyes
I'm living life but I'm feeling like demise, my nigga
To tell the truth, man I'm living a lie
I'm not just one of the guys. But yet I try to make
Everything seem copacetic. Credit score pathetic. Mama said forget it
Told me sit back and look for the aesthetic, but
Though I know that I'm blessed, feel like I'm pressed for success
My life and my dreams don't mesh
And I always fall for girls who tease with sex
And use Q's for their G's when they text. Yes
I know It's not a good look
I try to kick my own philosophy when obviously I know it's not the Good Book
Ahh. I needa take the road less traveled
Though it got hella gravel Imma let God dabble
So I'm not without a paddle, I'm good over here
There's only facts in my tracks and they wonder why I cat
I told 'em... I don't live life like I got 9
There's no rhyme or reason that's the reason I rhyme
So I'm steady lookin for a price tag
Before I gotta wave my white flag, yeah
Cheap thrills make a nigga wonder
How it feels make a nigga wonder
These bills make a nigga wonder
I'm just a lost soul checkin' for a price tag
Cheap thrills make a nigga wonder
How it feels make a nigga wonder
These bills make a nigga wonder
I'm just a lost soul checkin' for a price tag
Everybody hustlin' for a pendant
Everybody know somebody that's a tennant
That's been workin' double shifts to feed them self and a dependent
If I won the lottery I'd probably spend it all
'Cuz honestly in this economy it's get involved
Or get dissolved and obviously I wanna ball
If you knew what I'd do to get it you would be appalled
I never seen you send a dollar to your cousin
You say you love him, but in yo heart you quick to judge him
You wonder why he buggin' in the street life hustlin'
You never call to ask him, but you steady fussin'
Instead you keep your distance from him cuz you know that boy wild
You won't even have discussion cuz that shit defiled
But if you knew how he was strugglin' and you had to walk a mile
I bet you'd probably do the same for your child
Everybody got bills, my nigga
Everybody got trials
Everybody hustlin'
Everybody look for a smile
Everybody work, then wait for a deposit
So they can rob the demons in the closet
I swear I know a couple cheap thrills that got me checking for a price tag
And hopes deferred that have you sleepless in the nighttime
I know I probably have more than I deserve
But I wonder if I have to struggle like this for a lifetime
My bank statements tell me that I'm broke
They don't know a couple bellies got me stretched out
My new job tell me not to smoke
Even though my situation got me stressed out
My new friends tell me not to cope
My mama friends tell me I should vote
I tell 'em both they can push me off the boat
I'd rather try to float here if that's my only lifeline
Cheap thrills make a nigga wonder
How it feels make a nigga wonder
These bills make a nigga wonder
Another lost soul checkin' for a price tag
Ahh Yeah
Time's a wasting and... I'm impatient
I wanna quit my occupation
It's kinda wild, family
I'm tryna earn a pretty penny for my gross, what I need most is Suga Mama. I'm ain't too proud, family
Ah man take a look in my eyes
I'm living life but I'm feeling like demise, my nigga
To tell the truth, man I'm living a lie
I'm not just one of the guys. But yet I try to make
Everything seem copacetic. Credit score pathetic. Mama said forget it
Told me sit back and look for the aesthetic, but
Though I know that I'm blessed, feel like I'm pressed for success
My life and my dreams don't mesh
And I always fall for girls who tease with sex
And use Q's for their G's when they text. Yes
I know It's not a good look
I try to kick my own philosophy when obviously I know it's not the Good Book
Ahh. I needa take the road less traveled
Though it got hella gravel Imma let God dabble
So I'm not without a paddle, I'm good over here
There's only facts in my tracks and they wonder why I cat
I told 'em... I don't live life like I got 9
There's no rhyme or reason that's the reason I rhyme
So I'm steady lookin for a price tag
Before I gotta wave my white flag, yeah
Cheap thrills make a nigga wonder
How it feels make a nigga wonder
These bills make a nigga wonder
I'm just a lost soul checkin' for a price tag
Cheap thrills make a nigga wonder
How it feels make a nigga wonder
These bills make a nigga wonder
I'm just a lost soul checkin' for a price tag
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Writer(s): Stephen Ndama
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