Price of Love

[Intro]
Work gettin' brazy
183rd Street
All I know, the price of money still up
The price of love is down
No love where we from
Ah, we still chasin' it
Still gettin' to that bag
It's the only thing that matter on this side
Keep your head above the water
Really though

[Verse]
What's the price of love? Shit, I don't know, I know the price of life
And I could show you how to lose yours if the price is right
I'm from a hood, you gotta pray you make it through the night
Cut on the sink and pray the water make it through the pipe
My lil' bro sold a brick today, I'm gon' sell two tonight
My pops told me to sell whatever if you move it right
So now I'm too precise, we countin' every unit twice
Watch how you move, the dice-shooters must've [?] the mice
I sent the shots and they penetrated
I ain't have to lift a finger, but they resonated
Every movie needs a villain, I was designated
I put a shooter on my shooter 'cause he hesitated
Shit, I started off a shooter, but I elevated
And I ain't never dead no plug, shit, I was dedicated
Every night I made it home, a nigga celebrated
Now my trap phone got more numbers stored than the Yellow Pages
I prayed to God for so long, it felt like the devil saved us
You turned your back on the gang and it had me devastated
They gave my nigga an L, said it was premeditated
Ain't sip a soda in years if it wasn't medicated
They put all these drugs in the streets, now they try to regulate it
They put us in public housing, wanted us still segregated
I went and took opportunities, I ain't never waited
I scarified everything until it regenerated, really
Lookin' for me, I'm on the block that the killers is at
Real dealers do business with no feelings attached
Keep a brick of fetti stashed where the cinnamon at
I been a driller, I put niggas on that Citizen app
Yeah, I'm like Kev Childs meets Kev Liles
Shit, I could coach you through the game, I'm like Les Miles
How you a boss, ain't never give your mom ten thou'?
It ain't a load if you ain't shop at least ten pounds
If it's smoke, I gotta drop at least ten rounds
No bodycount, but they say it's at least ten found
We was boys back then, but we men now
They got me started, I could barely put the pen down
When I was packagin' white, I learned to sacrifice
I was always after money, was never after hype
Now I'ma eat until I'm full or lose my appetite
I pray that God can forgive us all in the afterlife