Pricetag
I been trying to save a little money to spend
Hot air don't seem to ale up for lose ends
Been runnin amok among my friends
And my voice always breaks cuz I get carried away
Park with the parking lot
Sure got a whole lotta space
You stole the block say you bought the block
Funny how the rich save face
Secret city feeling, now there ain't no such place
And my voice always breaks cuz I get carried away
Wanna fund these fakers tryna pay their way
If you got so much to spend
Why don't you pay a fair wage
Like you're not tryna but me
Not these streets, they shouldn't be anyone's
If you got so much pride in community
Why don't you act like you live in one
Tried to find my old haunt, got lost in a parking lot
Turned around in my old hometown
How the hell do I get home now?
Don't it send you reeling make you red in the face
What they done to this place
And my voice always breaks cuz I get carried away
Wanna fund these fakers tryna pay their way
If you got so much to spend
Why don't you pay a fair wage
Like you're not tryna but me
Not these streets, they shouldn't be anyone's
If you got so much pride in community
Why don't you act like you live in one
You can't afford me
Hot air don't seem to ale up for lose ends
Been runnin amok among my friends
And my voice always breaks cuz I get carried away
Park with the parking lot
Sure got a whole lotta space
You stole the block say you bought the block
Funny how the rich save face
Secret city feeling, now there ain't no such place
And my voice always breaks cuz I get carried away
Wanna fund these fakers tryna pay their way
If you got so much to spend
Why don't you pay a fair wage
Like you're not tryna but me
Not these streets, they shouldn't be anyone's
If you got so much pride in community
Why don't you act like you live in one
Tried to find my old haunt, got lost in a parking lot
Turned around in my old hometown
How the hell do I get home now?
Don't it send you reeling make you red in the face
What they done to this place
And my voice always breaks cuz I get carried away
Wanna fund these fakers tryna pay their way
If you got so much to spend
Why don't you pay a fair wage
Like you're not tryna but me
Not these streets, they shouldn't be anyone's
If you got so much pride in community
Why don't you act like you live in one
You can't afford me
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Young
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