Price of Love

[Intro]
Say it's the last
I feel so bad that I could just
Lay down and lie—baby, baby
Your friends all said you're gonna leave me baby
For another guy (Spanish Ran)
What?

[Verse 1]
I put that on me and your favourite rappers
My whole team filled with steppers like a Beta Kappa
Hidden message in my records if you play it backwards
Diamond might be many things, but I ain't a slacker
My shorty wars fire, I'm a hacker
You put me on a track and I'ma chew it like tabaca
Tailor-made, I ain't cuttin' niggas slack at all
They get fouled in them courts and this ain't basketball
No cap, I'm givin' you the facts and all
I tell you, roleplay is the challenge the captains callеd
I'm watchin' niggas stocks, they on a rapid fall
I stage a revokе, we blastin' through the castle walls
Liquor callin' my name, I'm not at all ashamed
My heart and pain, I turn it all to knowledge gain
We really playin' with them sticks, it's not at all a game
So it's hard for me to take you serious like Marlon Wayans (Diamond)

[Chorus]
Down to my last twenty
E&J, that's the poor man's Henny
Take a swig, you gotta pour your own troubles
If I do this for us, then we all bubble
If my prices go up, then we all double
One nigga droppin' the ball, then we all fumble
A thin line between life and drugs
Now my verses expensive like the price of love

[Verse 2]
I be the realest rhymin', illest timin'
Meet me on the moon like Phyllis Hyman
The highest mountain in the world, my niggas still'll climb it
The sweet smell of defeat, how could you kill a tyron?
I set you niggas straight, that's a wheel alignment
Get you rappers out the way, that's my real assignin'
Quit hangin' on my coattail
You hangin' on a hope and still livin' off of coke sales
I test my own shit, just to show you that the dope's real
The whole crew got a name, you niggas broke, chill
Like O'Neal, I feel like Shaquille
I know some hoes on the heel that shake shit like Shakira
The ghost in the shell, you can't touch but she feel 'em
Translate through white noise and paranormal rhythms
See through all the smoke screens with clairvoyant vision
I keep it so clean, bottles for the whole team, nigga (It's The Umbrella, bitch)

[Chorus]
Down to my last twenty
E&J, that's the poor man's Henny
Take a swig, you gotta pour your own troubles
If I do this for us, then we all bubble
If my prices go up, then we all double
One nigga droppin' the ball, then we all fumble
A thin line between life and drugs
Now my verses expensive like the price of love

[Outro]
My heart grows heavy
And the feeling I can't hide
I just give up all I own
Just to be by your side