Ivan B - Price Tag Lyrics
(Verse)
I treat the booth like the gym
But my wallet gettin' fatter
Real recognize real; do ya even matter?
How many rappers I got to send to the grave?
I restocked on stamps so open the gates
I'm here to write a couple lines; maybe ya could relate
Like, ya only feel great when ya fill up a tank
But I ain't thinkin' about it; I ain't thinkin' about it
Lace up; run the game, instead of trippin' about it
Yea, what ya want? What ya need?
When ya sayin' life is fine but ya neva get to see yo kids
And everythin' they did
What's a life to give when ya got work to live?
Hear my thoughts on it
Matter of fact. I'm at work right now
And they actin' like they foreva got me
10 minute break when I wrote this down
I want fame and fortune, but what it cost me?
(Verse 2)
Got a dollar in my hand and a million on my mind
Lookin' out the window like, 'This could all be mine'
What's the limit? I'll break it
They say they're real but they fake it
I see the crown; I'ma take it
Cause I've been losin' my patience
I made it goin' a hundred
I see them holdin' me down
What's a sea full of friends when they lettin' ya drown?
Life is always swingin'; are ya down for the count?
They say I'm gettin' competition
I see no one around
Shootin' for the stars like they're in our spot
I'm tryna pass a class that I should have dropped
No props; left work early and I didn't mop
I've been sweepin' up the garbage every rapper drops
Don't ya get it? We next
It's all swiss, no less
It's all good; we blessed
We got the brave on deck
But I'm stressed like, can I get it all?
Lose the one I luv then what's to gain at all?
Forget about yo squad then how ya gonna ball?
If no one see yo picture then what ya gonna draw?
Everything has got a price; what ya willin' to pay?
Would ya lose the ones ya luv for the things that ya pray?
What's an all black Lambo if ya losing yo way?
But my dinner plate empty so, what can I say?
Do I play it safe or go and risk it all?
But what's fame if they don't want ya to call?
(Verse 3)
When I try to forget, I seem to think of ya more
Lately I've been workin' to a quarter of four
Cause I don't know what I'm doin'
I know you're thinkin' I'm fine
And every time I think of ya, I'm always writin' a line
I know ya want an answer but I don't know why
Am I lookin' ahead or am I lookin' behind?
Once so close; I neva thought it would end
What's the price of luv with no time to spend
(Verse)
I treat the booth like the gym
But my wallet gettin' fatter
Real recognize real; do ya even matter?
How many rappers I got to send to the grave?
I restocked on stamps so open the gates
I'm here to write a couple lines; maybe ya could relate
Like, ya only feel great when ya fill up a tank
But I ain't thinkin' about it; I ain't thinkin' about it
Lace up; run the game, instead of trippin' about it
Yea, what ya want? What ya need?
When ya sayin' life is fine but ya neva get to see yo kids
And everythin' they did
What's a life to give when ya got work to live?
Hear my thoughts on it
Matter of fact. I'm at work right now
And they actin' like they foreva got me
10 minute break when I wrote this down
I want fame and fortune, but what it cost me?
(Verse 2)
Got a dollar in my hand and a million on my mind
Lookin' out the window like, 'This could all be mine'
What's the limit? I'll break it
They say they're real but they fake it
I see the crown; I'ma take it
Cause I've been losin' my patience
I made it goin' a hundred
I see them holdin' me down
What's a sea full of friends when they lettin' ya drown?
Life is always swingin'; are ya down for the count?
They say I'm gettin' competition
I see no one around
Shootin' for the stars like they're in our spot
I'm tryna pass a class that I should have dropped
No props; left work early and I didn't mop
I've been sweepin' up the garbage every rapper drops
Don't ya get it? We next
It's all swiss, no less
It's all good; we blessed
We got the brave on deck
But I'm stressed like, can I get it all?
Lose the one I luv then what's to gain at all?
Forget about yo squad then how ya gonna ball?
If no one see yo picture then what ya gonna draw?
Everything has got a price; what ya willin' to pay?
Would ya lose the ones ya luv for the things that ya pray?
What's an all black Lambo if ya losing yo way?
But my dinner plate empty so, what can I say?
Do I play it safe or go and risk it all?
But what's fame if they don't want ya to call?
(Verse 3)
When I try to forget, I seem to think of ya more
Lately I've been workin' to a quarter of four
Cause I don't know what I'm doin'
I know you're thinkin' I'm fine
And every time I think of ya, I'm always writin' a line
I know ya want an answer but I don't know why
Am I lookin' ahead or am I lookin' behind?
Once so close; I neva thought it would end
What's the price of luv with no time to spend