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Helluva Price Video (MV)




Performed By: Key 23 Da Don
Language: English
Length: 3:08
Written by: Aaron Brown




Key 23 Da Don - Helluva Price Lyrics




I cop a sack with my
Brothers and went caught a flight
F*cking with bitches
Who like other bitches
I stay strapped like dike
Its my money season
So im coming greedy
Me and my niggas savages
Know that we eatin
Me and my niggas
Eating tonight
Yea me and my niggas
Eating tonight
At his head for bag
Cop a new louie bag
Gas funky
Like it's straight Out the trash
Money big it's gone
Buss out the bag
Benji's big
Yea i Got me stash
Yea,Wait
Hold on
Benji's big
Yea i Got me stash
Money big its gone
Buss out the bag
Yea Benji's big
Yea i Got me stash

Big bro taught me to spend it
If you wanna get it
No digital dash but
I'm running My digits
Want All gucci white
So i look like a Pigeon
A striped gucci racer
I'm ready to ride
Dream of block boy
Tought that fye
Just so i could eat
Bitch im ready to die
You ain't think like that
You ain't had to survive
No armor on me
But i'm headed to battle
No talkin to 12
I was taught Not to tattle
Tried to hop to my feet
In my crib So it rattled
Since birth i could see it
Had hungers For money
Im skitching and Scratching for
5s
10s
20s
Im work to 100s
Yea Yea
Uhuh
Im skitching and Scratching at
5s
10s
20s
Im work to 100s

I cop a sack with my
Brothers and went caught a flight
F*cking with bitches
Who like other bitches
I stay strapped like dike
Its my money season
So im coming greedy
Me and my niggas savages
Know that we eatin
Me and my niggas
Eating tonight
Yea me and my niggas
Eating tonight
At his head for bag
Cop a new louie bag
Gas funky
Like it's straight Out the trash
Money big it's gone
Buss out the bag
Benji's big
Yea i Got me stash
Yea,Wait
Hold on
Benji's big
Yea i Got me stash
Money big its gone
Buss out the bag
Yea Benji's big
Yea i Got me stash

Posted out late tonight
Cause i heard that buddy
A lick for the gang
And i need a come up
A whole Alotta stress in my life
Keeping my head above it
And move the past the hate
The love so fake
But the hate is so real
Won't change up my ways
Won't tell me how to feel
I rapping so hard making these movie reels
Will smith im rapper with a movie
Deal
Mascototto sipping with some bitch in some
Heels
Aint this the the way that the dream to live
But this aint the way that lived
Breaking outta my home just
So I could get gone
Bills ain't getting paid
And The heat isn't on
So its cold outside
Or inside of My home
Serve drugs for the heat
I do that on my own
Mama worried ill get
Took outta the home
Won't be there to see it
Cause she never home
I love smoking my drugs
But wont do it alone
Call up my brothers and smoke out my home
I love smoking my drugs
But wont do it alone
I go call up my brothers and smoke out my home

I cop a sack with my
Brothers and went caught a flight
F*cking with bitches
Who like other bitches
I stay strapped like dike
It's my money season
So im coming greedy
Me and my niggas savages
Know that we eatin
Me and my niggas
Eating tonight
Yea me and my niggas
Eating tonight
At his head for bag
Cop a new louie bag
Gas funky
Like it's straight Out the trash
Money big it's gone
Buss out the bag
Benji's big
Yea i Got me stash
Yea,Wait
Hold on
Benji's big
Yea i Got me stash
Money big it's gone
Buss out the bag
Yea Benji's big
Yea i Got me stash

Yea, Yea Key 23 it's A Keymix hold on wait yea yea
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English

I cop a sack with my
Brothers and went caught a flight
F*cking with bitches
Who like other bitches
I stay strapped like dike
Its my money season
So im coming greedy
Me and my niggas savages
Know that we eatin
Me and my niggas
Eating tonight
Yea me and my niggas
Eating tonight
At his head for bag
Cop a new louie bag
Gas funky
Like it's straight Out the trash
Money big it's gone
Buss out the bag
Benji's big
Yea i Got me stash
Yea,Wait
Hold on
Benji's big
Yea i Got me stash
Money big its gone
Buss out the bag
Yea Benji's big
Yea i Got me stash

Big bro taught me to spend it
If you wanna get it
No digital dash but
I'm running My digits
Want All gucci white
So i look like a Pigeon
A striped gucci racer
I'm ready to ride
Dream of block boy
Tought that fye
Just so i could eat
Bitch im ready to die
You ain't think like that
You ain't had to survive
No armor on me
But i'm headed to battle
No talkin to 12
I was taught Not to tattle
Tried to hop to my feet
In my crib So it rattled
Since birth i could see it
Had hungers For money
Im skitching and Scratching for
5s
10s
20s
Im work to 100s
Yea Yea
Uhuh
Im skitching and Scratching at
5s
10s
20s
Im work to 100s

I cop a sack with my
Brothers and went caught a flight
F*cking with bitches
Who like other bitches
I stay strapped like dike
Its my money season
So im coming greedy
Me and my niggas savages
Know that we eatin
Me and my niggas
Eating tonight
Yea me and my niggas
Eating tonight
At his head for bag
Cop a new louie bag
Gas funky
Like it's straight Out the trash
Money big it's gone
Buss out the bag
Benji's big
Yea i Got me stash
Yea,Wait
Hold on
Benji's big
Yea i Got me stash
Money big its gone
Buss out the bag
Yea Benji's big
Yea i Got me stash

Posted out late tonight
Cause i heard that buddy
A lick for the gang
And i need a come up
A whole Alotta stress in my life
Keeping my head above it
And move the past the hate
The love so fake
But the hate is so real
Won't change up my ways
Won't tell me how to feel
I rapping so hard making these movie reels
Will smith im rapper with a movie
Deal
Mascototto sipping with some bitch in some
Heels
Aint this the the way that the dream to live
But this aint the way that lived
Breaking outta my home just
So I could get gone
Bills ain't getting paid
And The heat isn't on
So its cold outside
Or inside of My home
Serve drugs for the heat
I do that on my own
Mama worried ill get
Took outta the home
Won't be there to see it
Cause she never home
I love smoking my drugs
But wont do it alone
Call up my brothers and smoke out my home
I love smoking my drugs
But wont do it alone
I go call up my brothers and smoke out my home

I cop a sack with my
Brothers and went caught a flight
F*cking with bitches
Who like other bitches
I stay strapped like dike
It's my money season
So im coming greedy
Me and my niggas savages
Know that we eatin
Me and my niggas
Eating tonight
Yea me and my niggas
Eating tonight
At his head for bag
Cop a new louie bag
Gas funky
Like it's straight Out the trash
Money big it's gone
Buss out the bag
Benji's big
Yea i Got me stash
Yea,Wait
Hold on
Benji's big
Yea i Got me stash
Money big it's gone
Buss out the bag
Yea Benji's big
Yea i Got me stash

Yea, Yea Key 23 it's A Keymix hold on wait yea yea
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Aaron Brown
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