The Price

Sometimes we pray for success
But not prepared for everything that comes with it
Whens the last time you cried
Your gonna get everything you want
But loose everything you had
This is the price of limelight
Sometimes we pray for success
But not prepared for everything that comes with it
Whens the last time you cried
Your gonna get everything you want
But loose everything you had
This is the price of limelight

Brace yourself
For the good the bad
Before the fall comes pride
Nothing affects me more
Than my Pops suicide
The gun that he used
A gift from me
I'm live with that guilt for eternity
In the bed next to Mother
On her birthday
Fucks with me the worst way
Avoiding every holiday
Hidden isolation
Manufacturing distractions
To busy dream chasin

Sometimes we pray for success
But not prepared for everything that comes with it
Whens the last time you cried
Your gonna get everything you want
But loose everything you had
This is the price of limelight
Sometimes we pray for success
But not prepared for everything that comes with it
Whens the last time you cried
Your gonna get everything you want
But loose everything you had
This is the price of limelight

I adored
Grandpa more
Than any human on this planet
The fact that died
Via killer bees to me
Was a tragedy
Looking at his body in the casket
Destroyed my last bit
Of sanity
So far gone
Lost my way of return
For those that love me
Let me live and learn
Not your concern
On this spiritual journey
I must travel alone
Please forgive me
One day I'll come home

Sometimes we pray for success
But not prepared for everything that comes with it
Whens the last time you cried
Your gonna get everything you want
But loose everything you had
This is the price of limelight
Sometimes we pray for success
But not prepared for everything that comes with it
Whens the last time you cried
Your gonna get everything you want
But loose everything you had
This is the price of limelight

Alonzo believed in my music
Then he died
Javi let me stay at twenty-four
Then he died
Had a vision of Chuco
Then he died
So ima make the most
Of this life well I'm alive

Sometimes we pray for success
But not prepared for everything that comes with it
Whens the last time you cried
Your gonna get everything you want
But loose everything you had
This is the price of limelight
Sometimes we pray for success
But not prepared for everything that comes with it
Whens the last time you cried
Your gonna get everything you want
But loose everything you had
This is the price of limelight



Credits
Writer(s): David Ernest Baptiste, William Booker Washington
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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