"For How Much?" lyrics

"For How Much?"

Pay the cost cause the play ain't free
Price tags on the souls you see
Price tags and it's no receipts
Price tags on the price tag

Pay the cost cause the play ain't free
Price tags on the souls you see
Price tags and it's no receipts
Price tags on the price tag

Yeah, shooting straight for the center
Never was a pretender
Money turned a saint to a sinner
Dollars causing dilemmas
Still want my diamonds and chandeliers
Hanging from the ceilings
Chasing the high
Can't stop chasing the feeling
Homies go buy whatever
Go give they momma a million
We driving off of the lot
All we hearing is tires peeling
Niggas hurt from they traumas
But never make time for healing
Only make time for income
Cause here comes a cycle billing
But wait
Niggas making decisions
If they get backed in the corner
Then it's back to the kitchen
Or corners, making a killing
Warning, just wanted us in the winning
So we say, fuck you, pay me
And it's fuck yo' opinion

Pay the cost cause the play ain't free
Price tags on the souls you see
Price tags and it's no receipts
Price tags on the price tag

Yeah, give you the feeling of a story that came
From the bottom to celebratory champagne
Spilling shit, how my soul spills out of this pen
Blood and sweat in until it ends
Put my blood in like a syringe
In the real world where they pretend
In waters where sharks swim, showing fins
Sold once, put they soul up for resale
I rather rebuild and put my soul on retail
Nah, only pursuit
Is to point, aim and shoot high
Sky's the limit
This ain't low hanging fruit
Nah, have you televised
Out telling lies
If truth hurts, these words should have them paralyzed

Pay the cost cause the play ain't free
Price tags on the souls you see
Price tags and it's no receipts
Price tags on the price tag

Pay the cost cause the play ain't free
Price tags on the souls you see
Price tags and it's no receipts
Price tags on the price tag


Writer(s): Curtis Cross
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