Right Prices

I might be fading away, I might be fading away, Yah yah yah
I think I'm losing my way, I think I'm losing my way, Yah yah
I might be taking the day, I might be taking the day, Yah yah yah
I think I'm fading away, I think I'm fading away
I think be fading away, I think be fading away, Yah yah yah
I think I'm losing my way, I think I'm losing my way, Yah yah
I might be taking the day, I might be taking the day, Yah yah yah
I think I'm fading away, I think I'm fading away
I think I'm fading I think I'm fading
Running in circles not reaching new stages, it's making me anxious
My machinations not bringing the changes, then I fade the shame in
Putting myself in the box And I'm losing my patience, I feel like I'm fading
Working off a debt I owe my mind
Gotta keep it to myself till it's alright

And I got nothing but time, and my vices
Baby that's fine, nothing's all right you can leave us alone
Said I'd hit the lime if I pay the right prices
Told em' that's alright I can make it at home
Got a page but I keep it all on private
I don't want your name popping up in my phone
Fuck a job I don't need your advice man
I'm not in a crisis, get out of my zone

Get out of my zone man
Get out of my zone
Get out of my zone man
Yah yah and I don't fuck with
You ain't a part of my vision
ask for my card tell that bitch to go fishing
hop in the car and get back to my business
now I take charge when I step in the kitchen
Boy I'm the cream of the cream of the crop
I get the shit going right from the drop
It ain't gonna matter to raise it or not
I hit that bar with the Fosbury Flop
Oh fuck
People got me feeling like I'm someone that I can't be
But the lesson don't be go on someone that you can't be
Cause when they need the water they be lookin' at my canteen
Boy I stay strapped with that vitamin c
I'm putting beats on your line for a fee
And when I'm back on my grind it's a matter of time before they go and hand me the keys

And I got nothing but time, and my vices
Baby that's fine, nothing's all right you can leave us alone
Said I'd hit the lime if I pay the right prices
Told em' that's alright I can make it at home
Got a page but I keep it all on private
I don't want your name popping up in my phone
Fuck a job I don't need your advice man
I'm not in a crisis, get out of my zone

I'm running laps up on a track I don't believe in
Boy my life ain't a track meet, fuck around get my ass beat
I ain't one to take a back seat, supplied with the information
I'm making mad heat, no subscribing to limitations
I think I'm better off, keeping a mind on my final destination
I think I'm better off, not being part part of a process of elimination
I think' I'm better off, keeping mind to what's written on the pavement
Man its all so basic, fuck your expectations

And I got nothing but time, and my vices
Baby that's fine, nothing's all right you can leave us alone
Said I'd hit the lime if I pay the right prices
Told em' that's alright I can make it at home
Got a page but I keep it all on private
I don't want your name popping up in my phone
Fuck a job I don't need your advice man
I'm not in a crisis, get out of my zone



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Writer(s): Sam Naff
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