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Pricey (feat. Ari Lennox,Young Dro & Gucci Mane)
J. Cole

Reach my dawg for the shit get dicey
Shinin', now you know the clique big icey
Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me
Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey
Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey
Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey
Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey
Nigga, you can try, but this shit-
Uh

Climbed up out the trenches as a shortie with intentions
To switch my whip as much as Rick and Morty switch dimensions
Never really known for dressin' guardin', bitch, 'cause listen
Where I'm from the bullets feed the ones that's starvin' for attention
She say he hella smart, I would've swore he went to Princeton
Not quite, but it's the school of life that taught me death prevention
That's why I barely panic when the hammers be blammin'
No mechanics, but they snuck inside the party with wrenches
I think fast, 'cause niggas that be tardy get detention
Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension
The critics they be on me, but they all be disingenuous
Bitch, I came up 'round addiction, seen like forty interventions
Your shit ain't addin' up, no, you a phoney, check your image
Rappin' tough, but all them niggas in your audience is bitches
And white boys mostly
Niggas know a verse from Cole, be like a signed Michael Jordan rookie card in mint condition
The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen
You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen, right
I mean, it's simple math, a bit of cash can get a nigga bag
But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad
Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk
Me to you's a cyanide pill to a little cough drop
This the Ville, filled of hard knocks, they sellin' hard rock
More plugs in these niggas shoes to fill a ball spot
And kill 'em all and fill a morgue up
I got bars forever nigga, never will a call drop
No hammer, like a mall cop
Still the hardest nigga on the planet earth from January first until the ball drop

Yeah, he climbed out the grapeville, that's gangster
He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster
The came back and gave back, that's gangster
Same chick from way back, he gangster

Reach my dawg for the shit get dicey
Shinin', now you know the clique big icey
Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me
Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey
Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey
Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey
Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey
Nigga, you can try

Uh, just hit the paper and rolled you a spliff
I'm lit bitch, I'm lit, just like the Vegas strip blowin' through chips
I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich, Dave Chapelle on his latest Netflix
Go 'head, try to cancel my shit
I still be on stage with my hand on my dick
Seventeen-thousand all jammin' my hits
These are ridiculous times
Lately my biggest addiction be lookin' online
Where somebody's always offended, I'm sick of this cryin'
Niggas is dyin', victims in time, self-inflicted, are we sick in the mind
What's with the gossip?
If you really handled your business, then you wouldn't have so much interest in mine
Breakin' news, I've officially entered my prime
Which is real interesting, this is the point where a rapper would typically start to decline
Somehow I climbed
Right when you thought I was fine, we're runnin' a little behind
Nipsey was tryin' to tell you this a marathon, only listen to Minister Farrakhan
Oh my God, it just hit me, it's terrifyin'
I'm a star like the shit on the sheriff sign
If time was really money, I could purchase like two-thousand bricks with my spare time
All praises due to my Gods, dark days is too far behind
I part ways with the struggle, my hustle gon' always keep the squad paid
All ate, but no off days, 'cause the money don't sleep
And due to the focus I couldn't even go broke if I spend like five-hundred a week
And talk is cheap, I got a short receipt, can tell by your heart, you weak
One thing 'bout this money, it's easy to get it, but trust me, nigga, it's hard to keep

Yeah, he climbed out the grapeville, that's gangster
He missed meals to make mills, that's gangster
The came back and gave back, that's gangster
Same chick from way back, he gangster

Reach my dawg for the shit get dicey
Shinin', now you know the clique big icey
Watchin' my step, tryna look just like me
Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey
Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey
Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey
Nigga, you can try, but this shit get pricey
Nigga, you can try

The trials and tribulations of creation
It's a quiet theme for those in dire need of elevation
One minute, infatuation
Next minute, hatin' every statement you makin'
Constant contemplation
Yearnin' for
Search every nook and cranny for inspiration
Step outside for better ventilation
Smoke some
Hope some comes from the stimulation
Through it all, stay patient
Get in tune with God for when lightnin' strikes
It's He who decides
We from a crueler side, where the youth get euthanized
Small fries get suicide for movin' pies
All our blind eyes get turned from suit and ties
The truth it lie somewhere in the middle
Of half-ass robbers and cap-ass crockers on Capital Hill
Ain't no protection for hearts that get spilled
When sharin' with the world can get killed
Use your discretion
Do believe or not to believe, that is the question
Might Delete