Price Lyrics

I trust the process ya know

LA for lasgidi you already know how we do it

Let's get it, Let's get it

I love chrisrich

They don't even know the price we paid to get the bag

They don't even know the price we paid to get the bag

Let's get it

Dem man missing home

But my homies don't

Coz we know no home in Rome

Just pray to the lord and don't be dumb

I'm proud of B, B

We push up on pressure nobody was there, there

We were raised in the land of beef, uh

And this time is dread, what kind of life is this

12 tryna stop me we running from feds

We put all of our life's on risk

And now it's clear, clear

We do all of that for bricks

Bro just stack it like printing press, we burning bridge

We don't surrender cos no retreat

On God we run the street

They don't even know the price we paid to get the bags

They tripping for bands

That shit don't even make a man

It's free elevation no changing plans

Had to get my packs, bro just shipped I'm the mailing man

It's said and done, you can get freeze or we make it bang

When we fresh outta the place we more than fam

Black street B is more than gang

Black street B is more than gang

Black street B is more than gang

Black street B is more than gang

Black street B is more than gang

Black street B is more than

Let's get down back to basic

Believe it or not we'll related

Still don't know why man dem hate it

When a young black nigga try to pave it

Cos I'm a black they call me crazy

Matter of facts they tried to slave me

Black hate black, black is black

Some of dem man say that black is bad cos black don't crack

And black is sharp

They kill me slowly but I still move on

Look at the game that I put me on

No support, man's getting locked

Fuck the feds they do me wrong

Look at what they kill my brodi on

Freedom speech but they keep talking shit

How could their shit gon' turn me on

I'm holding on, cold in norms

If you want a fist then throw me punch

I'm in the position I can make it run

Die by six, no it can't be done

I hope they connect

Black Melanin just call me correct, I ain't talking no flirt

Big man tings they I'm man bless and it can't be neglected

Saved my breath I don't want no stress

Dem man call me inky, cos I look nice in a 'PB

Blackberry boy but I don't use 'BB

And man got style when I pull up in ya city

Too many men in the house like 50

Of course we drilling

234 you know we innit

Everything bless

Low key chilling we grime and drill it

I don't even mind let's keep on winning

My bros are willing I'm so impressed

I don't want drama I don't want pest cos I'm cold like red

Paid the price on the road back then, I was like ten

I know what I want and I meet my ends

Ain't worry about them

They said life is Y.O.L.O but I live again

Don't understand why we live in pain

They don't even know the price we paid to get the bags

They tripping for bands

That shit don't even make a man

It's free elevation no changing plans

Had to get my packs, bro just shipped I'm the mailing man

It's said and done, you can get freeze or we make it bang

When we fresh outta the place we more than fam

Black street B is more than gang

Black street B is more than gang

Black street B is more than gang

Black street B is more than gang

Black street B is more than gang

Black street B is more than