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Usa A− / A+ para ajustar el tamañoPricey (With J. Cole & Ari Lennox, feat. Gucci Mane, Young Dro)
Reach for my dog 'fore his shit get diceyShinin' now, you never seen a clique get icyWatchin' my step, tryna look just like meNigga, you can try, but this shit get priceyNigga, you can try, but this shit get priceyNigga, you can try, but this shit get priceyNigga, you can try, but this shit get priceyNigga, you can try, but this shit—Climbed up out the trenches as a shorty with intentionsTo switch my whip as muchas Rick and Morty switch dimensionsNever really known for dressin' gaudy, bitch, 'cause listenWhere I'm from, the bulletsfeed the ones that's starvin' for attentionShe say, "He hella smartI would've sworе he went to Princeton"Not quitе, but it's the schoolof life that taught me death preventionThat's why I barely panicwhen the hammers, they be blammin'No mechanics, but they snuckinside the party with the wrenchesI think fast 'cause niggas that be tardy get detentionYour soul lookin' down over your body in suspensionThe critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuousBitch, I came up 'round addictionseen like forty interventionsYour shit ain't addin' upknow you a phoney, checked your imageRappin' tough, but all them niggasin your audience is bitchesAnd white boys mostlyniggas know a verse from Colebe like a signed Michael Jordan rookie cardin mint conditionThe farthest thing from harbor shitbe honest with me, listenYou know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmenRight? I mean, it's simple matha bit of cash can get a nigga bagBut that don't make you big and badjust mean you rich and madNigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talkMe to you's a cyanide pill to a lil' cough dropThis the Ville, filled of hard knocksthey sellin' hard rockMore plugs than these niggas use to fill a bald spotAnd kill 'em all and fill a morgue upI got bars forever, nigga, never will a call dropNo hammer like a mall copStill the hardest nigga on the planet earthfrom January first until the ball dropYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangsterHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangsterThen came back and gave back, that's gangsterSame chick from way back, he's gangsterReach for my dog 'fore his shit get diceyShinin' now, you never seen a clique get icyWatchin' my step, tryna look just like meNigga, you can try, but this shit get priceyNigga, you can try, but this shit get priceyNigga, you can try, but this shit get priceyNigga, you can try, but this shit get priceyNigga, you can tryUh, just hit the paper and roll you a spliffI'm lit, bitch, I'm litJust like the Vegas strip, blowin' through chipsI'm rich, bitch, I'm richDavid Chapelle on his latest NetflixGo 'head, try to cancel my shitI'll still be on stage with my hand on my dickSeventeen thousand all jammin' my hitsThese are ridiculous timesLately, my biggest addiction been lookin' onlineWhere somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'Niggas is dyin', victims of timeSelf-inflicted, we sick in the mindWhat's with the gossip?If you really handled your businessthen you wouldn't have so much interest in minesBreakin' news, I've officially entered my primeWhich is real interestingthis is the point where a rapperwould typically start to declineSomehow I climbedRight when you thought I was finewe're runnin' a little behindNipsey was tryin' to tell you this a marathonOnly listen to Minister FarrakhanOh my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'I'm a star like the shit on the sheriff signIf time was really moneyI could purchase like two thousandbricks with my spare timeAll praises due to my GodDark days is too far behindI part ways with the strugglemy hustle gon' always keep the squad paidAll labor, no off days 'cause the money don't sleepAnd due to the focusI couldn't even go broke if I spendlike five hundred a weekAnd talk is cheap, I got a short receiptcan tell by your heart, you're weakOne thing 'bout this moneyit's easy to get it, but trust me, my niggait's hard to keepYeah, he climbed out the great Ville, that's gangsterHe missed meals to make mills, that's gangsterThen came back and gave back, that's gangsterSame chick from way back, he's gangsterReach for my dog 'fore his shit get diceyShinin' now, you never seen a clique get icyWatchin' my step, tryna look just like meNigga, you can try, but this shit get priceyNigga, you can try, but this shit get priceyNigga, you can try, but this shit get priceyNigga, you can try, but this shit get priceyNigga, you can tryThe trials and tribulations of creationIt's a quiet theme of those in dire need of elevationOne minute, infatuationNext minute, hatin' every statement you makin'Constant contemplationYearnin' for hooks uncannysearch every nook and cranny for inspirationStep outside for better ventilationSmoke somethin', hope somethin' comes from the stimulationThrough it all, stay patientGet in tune with GodFor when lightnin' strikes, it's He who decidesWe from a crueler side where the youth get euthanizedSmall fries get suicide for movin' piesAll while blind eyes get turned from suit and tiesThe truth, it lies somewhere in the middleOf half-ass rappers and cap-ass crackers on Capital HillAin't no protection for hearts that get spilledWhen sharin' with this world with art can get killedUse your discretionTo believe or not to believe? That is the questionMight Delete Later
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