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The Price Video (MV)




Performed By: Splurgeboys
Language: English
Length: 3:39
Written by: Tyler Fagan, Tyrone Fagan




Splurgeboys - The Price Lyrics




If you step gotta step correctly
You ain't got like me just respect me
Selfless brudda but tryna be selfish
The money like shellfish an aphrodisiac
I wake up everyday like where the p's be at
Dont be a f**king idiot
You need to get that sh*t immediately
So get your arse out of bed
Cause I've been having trouble sleeping
I've got too much in my head
So much pressure but I can handle it
I'm used to all the risks though life is gambling
The dreams are like my baby bro
I cant abandon it cant wait fold the money round a bit
And squeeze a band on it, mmm
Smell that? Lovely
I'm used to putting everyone above me but now I'm like
You either love me or u dont
You either will or you wont
Do what ever floats your boat

Cause I ain't got no quit I dont take no shit
I ain't got to fix it I never broke it
I dont see no lid Leave girls soaking
If she ain't sulking Joking joking
What are you smoking Must be potent
We stay loading and reloading
Floating floating Get cash doe in
One door closing another one open

Set fire to the tree And blow that vybe out the window
Finding any reason to get high when I feel low
Left dying in the street waiting for blue lights to show
Still find it hard to sleep I'm tired maybe that's the price we pay

I pay the piper and the Bills
Keep the meals on the plate
All this running round I do I dont know how I hold my weight
There ain't no mistakes destiny is pre planned
Need a thick slice of bread I like the money deep pan
The domino effect of all this work's kicking in
In house bickering to keep the lights flickering
The skin is thick enough so we dont let it sink in
Use that as some motivation then we head out for the win
Let the games begin
F the opposition
Course we're leaving with the cup there ain't no competition
I dont need to switch it up I'm good with my position
Working hard and grafting that's a family tradition
We dont take breaks it's just an intermission
Work hard play hard and that's the repetition
Baby so wet it's like we're skinny dipping
You look and me and them and you can see the difference did you listen

I ain't got no quit I dont take no shit
I ain't got to fix it I never broke it
I dont see no lid Leave girls soaking
If she ain't sulking Joking joking
What are you smoking Must be potent
We stay loading and reloading
Floating floating Get cash doe in
One door closing another one open

Set fire to the tree And blow that vybe out the window
Finding any reason to get high when I feel low
Left dying in the street waiting for blue lights to show
Still find it hard to sleep I'm tired maybe that's the price we pay

Set fire to the tree And blow that vybe out the window
Finding any reason to get high when I feel low
Left dying in the street waiting for blue lights to show
Still find it hard to sleep I'm tired maybe that's the price we pay
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If you step gotta step correctly
You ain't got like me just respect me
Selfless brudda but tryna be selfish
The money like shellfish an aphrodisiac
I wake up everyday like where the p's be at
Dont be a f**king idiot
You need to get that sh*t immediately
So get your arse out of bed
Cause I've been having trouble sleeping
I've got too much in my head
So much pressure but I can handle it
I'm used to all the risks though life is gambling
The dreams are like my baby bro
I cant abandon it cant wait fold the money round a bit
And squeeze a band on it, mmm
Smell that? Lovely
I'm used to putting everyone above me but now I'm like
You either love me or u dont
You either will or you wont
Do what ever floats your boat

Cause I ain't got no quit I dont take no shit
I ain't got to fix it I never broke it
I dont see no lid Leave girls soaking
If she ain't sulking Joking joking
What are you smoking Must be potent
We stay loading and reloading
Floating floating Get cash doe in
One door closing another one open

Set fire to the tree And blow that vybe out the window
Finding any reason to get high when I feel low
Left dying in the street waiting for blue lights to show
Still find it hard to sleep I'm tired maybe that's the price we pay

I pay the piper and the Bills
Keep the meals on the plate
All this running round I do I dont know how I hold my weight
There ain't no mistakes destiny is pre planned
Need a thick slice of bread I like the money deep pan
The domino effect of all this work's kicking in
In house bickering to keep the lights flickering
The skin is thick enough so we dont let it sink in
Use that as some motivation then we head out for the win
Let the games begin
F the opposition
Course we're leaving with the cup there ain't no competition
I dont need to switch it up I'm good with my position
Working hard and grafting that's a family tradition
We dont take breaks it's just an intermission
Work hard play hard and that's the repetition
Baby so wet it's like we're skinny dipping
You look and me and them and you can see the difference did you listen

I ain't got no quit I dont take no shit
I ain't got to fix it I never broke it
I dont see no lid Leave girls soaking
If she ain't sulking Joking joking
What are you smoking Must be potent
We stay loading and reloading
Floating floating Get cash doe in
One door closing another one open

Set fire to the tree And blow that vybe out the window
Finding any reason to get high when I feel low
Left dying in the street waiting for blue lights to show
Still find it hard to sleep I'm tired maybe that's the price we pay

Set fire to the tree And blow that vybe out the window
Finding any reason to get high when I feel low
Left dying in the street waiting for blue lights to show
Still find it hard to sleep I'm tired maybe that's the price we pay
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Writer: Tyler Fagan, Tyrone Fagan
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music

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