nia - OMW

Price Went Up (feat. TB Nino)

I ain't got the time
Or the patience
To be wasting
You see the things I'm facing
And it's hard
Hard
It's hard on me too
(This shit hard on me too, this shit hard on me too)
But we gotta make do

Because my heart ain't in it
Yea my heart ain't in it no more
And I'm tryna stay with it
But what am I staying for
Baby count your blessings
'Cause they walking right out that door

Yea I'm walking right out the door
'Cause my price just went
Up, up, up, up
Up, up, up
Yea it went up
Yea it went up and I'm running this bag up too
Went up, up, up
Run it up, aye, run it, run it
Run it up, up, up
Up, up
(Yea it went up)
Ain't no room for no broke niggas

Yea my price just went up
Lemme know
We go up to space
I'm talmbout we hop on private jets
And we go out the state
My old thang was trippin'
She ain't know that my price getting raised
But you understand the work I put in
You know I get paid
I just wanna spend my time with you these days
And you know I ain't finna do no lying with you these days
Yea them hoes gon hit my phone, we already know
But what I need them for
You on my side it's a celebration
Everytime I look into your eyes it's like levitation
I think I'm addicted to your love this shit medication
Why they making rumors on my name outta desperation
They just mad that I made you my main and they can't even take it
Ima make sure everyday your birthday, you know where the cake at
I done raised the price so many times they don't know where to pay at
Downtown on that drive with you, I swear that's my favorite
Then I take her to pound town, got her screaming and she shaking
Neighbors know my name because you scream that shit out everyday
She tell em that your price doin' up
Find someone to play with
Shawty when you leave, I'm like I can't even be angry
'Cause even when you walk up out that door you look amazing, yea
I know I be fucking up, I'm goin' crazy
But your price just went up and you ain't coming back to break me, yea

Yea I'm walking right out the door
'Cause my price just went
Up, up, up, up
Up, up, up
Yea it went up
Yea it went up and I'm running this bag up too
Went up, up, up
Run it up, aye, run it
Yea I just ran it up, up, up
Up, up
(Yea it went up)
Ain't no room for no broke niggas



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Writer(s): Nehemiah Palms, Virginia Muriithi
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