Paid the Price

Yeah It's that 22 shit man AyyLeek Woo, woo, woo I can't leave the crib Can't leave my house Without that fire I done been through shit But I made my way I paid the price I done paid the price Gotta get this shit Wanted this shit for my whole life Can't sell my soul I'm way too real got too much pride Got too much pride Had to go count me them blues Roll me the gas and I slide Big shit new bread big moves You can't walk a mile in my size Your brody a chicken like popeyes We get up and get it on my side Growing up I was shown no love So I'm not afraid to die I been workin' all night and day Work nine-five and I broke down the yay (yay) I just need to find a way Gotta raise my seed I ain't dying today Fuck nigga get out the way You ain't tryna eat Imma come down your plate Fuck nigga we ain't hiding, we hanging Nigga want some his mind get made Mind get made Gotta feed my child my baby Lay your ass down if you try to make me I'd smoke a pound a day if I could Sometimes I wanna fly away Wanna fly away Henny got me faded I been through shit You can't cry away (Can't cry away) Born in helltown and raise And I'm ten toes down til my dying day 978 child I'm crazy Ion care bout what you got to say (What you got to say) Smoking got me paranoid Gotta keep that fire today (Gotta keep that fire today) What the fuck is you tryna say I don't wanna have your mom cry today (Your mom cry today) Nigga you ain't gotta die today Niggas these streets go all kinds of ways (All kinds of ways) I just wanna ride the wraith I wanna stack my cheese Wanna slide the 'cedez I made up my mind today Now I'm in my lane no time to waste Bitch I got no time to wait You ain't down with a nigga You ain't bout the cake (You ain't bout the cake) Lil bitch I'm about the paper Ain't shit else that I'm tryna chase I can't leave the crib Can't leave my house Without that fire I done been through shit But I made my way I paid the price I done paid the price Gotta get this shit Wanted this shit for my whole life Can't sell my soul I'm way too real got too much pride Got too much pride Had to go count me them blues Roll me the gas and I slide Big shit new bread big moves You can't walk a mile in my size Your brody a chicken like popeyes We get up and get it on my side Growing up I was shown no love So I'm not afraid to die I ain't have shit when I came up Now I can't have enough I can't my eyes and all I see is paper adding up Bitch nigga you bad or what We gon let his whole squad go gas em up Nigga you ain't gon crash for nun Try me ion think he want die for nun I smoke that gas I keep that fire I'm gonna blow up (I finna blow) I rolled that shit for all the times They wasn't for us (They wasn't for us) Yeah they know they dead wrong for that Big chain got my soul attached I came out the rain still doing my thing I been through the storm and back (Through the rain) Came up round shooters A mile away could knock your head off (yeah) Need my weight in hunnids Hit the gas now I can't let off (yeah) I'm bout my bread all these hoes On my dick won't get off (yeah) Yea we gon dead all Y'all try me they fire that lead off (yeah) Ain't on my team you dead off Getting money with the bro Break the bread up Bitch status you a puss need to get up Gotta make it out I could never let up I paid me the price to live this life I took me the risks yeah I rolled the dice I sold me the pack for the lower price I knew we had hope for a better life