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Price Video (MV)




Performed By: Rhys
Language: English
Length: 3:01
Written by: Rhys Caldon




Rhys - Price Lyrics
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What's the price, yeah I'm buying What's the tag, yeah we're flying
Nearly wiped the whole Mistakes that I made on the low
What's the price, for the show If it's high, I will go
Never trust a ho I'm too in touch with my soul
What's the size, of your goals If they're bright, get them slow
Never love a ho Play your cards right and let her go
What's trust, what's love Dash them to the side
I'm all about this money I ain't gonna let it slide
Nearly wiped the whole Like I nearly lost a leg
But I took her to the side Got a bag instead
Stacking up this bread My kit game fire
Like my second name was Fred And my drips look in a mess
Stepping to impress Always on my best
I ain't never trusting friends But I keep them arms left
Cause I'm benching I'm fully on this hench ting
When I'm in central, yeah they see I get a mention
Stay trending Yeah I'm busy nowadays
I ain't got the time So don't blow my line
Cause you see how I shine Your mistakes and yours
And mine will be mine I'm just writing my wrongs
I'll just do it over time I'm busy with the pen
I'm racking up these tens I ain't trying to make friends
All's well that ends well So we'll put that shit to bed
My future's looking bright And I'm looking at these diamonds
How they glitter through the night What's the price
Yeah I'm buying What's the tag
Yeah we're flying Nearly wiped the whole
Mistakes that I made on the low What's the price for the show
If it's high, I'll go Never trust a hoe
I'm too in touch with my soul What's the size of your goals
If they're bright, get them slow Never love a hoe
Play your cards right and let her go What's trust
What's love? Dash them to the side
I'm all about this money I ain't gonna let it slide
Old friends in the past Won't judge me
Better myself, is that a f*ckery? You boys ain't above me
Keep a fat stack for when your girl says she's hungry
I ain't nasty But this big kid is comfy
There's levels to this game Brought myself a chain
And the pendant is pending When it lands, I'll be trending
Never cap or told a lie Kept it real until I die
My ex was a bitch And that's just me being nice
Never trust a woman I can't trust my own father
And if it ain't my mother I ain't hearing none other
And they don't really understand I'm always stuck to the plan
Never had a beef So you can't tell me about no bitch, man
I'm coming in the game They're praying on my name
I've always stayed the same You're the one that changed
So you're the one to blame Put it in a frame
Cart double R's back And I ain't never gonna gain
What's the price? Yeah, I'm buying
What's the tag? Yeah, we're flying
Nearly wife the hoe Mistakes that I made on the low
What's the price for the show? If it's high, I'll go
Never trust a hoe I'm too in touch with my soul
What's the size of your goals? If they're bright, get them slow
Never love a hoe Play your cards right and let her go
What's trust? What's love? Dash them to the side
I'm all about this money I ain't gonna let it slide
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What's the price, yeah I'm buying What's the tag, yeah we're flying
Nearly wiped the whole Mistakes that I made on the low
What's the price, for the show If it's high, I will go
Never trust a ho I'm too in touch with my soul
What's the size, of your goals If they're bright, get them slow
Never love a ho Play your cards right and let her go
What's trust, what's love Dash them to the side
I'm all about this money I ain't gonna let it slide
Nearly wiped the whole Like I nearly lost a leg
But I took her to the side Got a bag instead
Stacking up this bread My kit game fire
Like my second name was Fred And my drips look in a mess
Stepping to impress Always on my best
I ain't never trusting friends But I keep them arms left
Cause I'm benching I'm fully on this hench ting
When I'm in central, yeah they see I get a mention
Stay trending Yeah I'm busy nowadays
I ain't got the time So don't blow my line
Cause you see how I shine Your mistakes and yours
And mine will be mine I'm just writing my wrongs
I'll just do it over time I'm busy with the pen
I'm racking up these tens I ain't trying to make friends
All's well that ends well So we'll put that shit to bed
My future's looking bright And I'm looking at these diamonds
How they glitter through the night What's the price
Yeah I'm buying What's the tag
Yeah we're flying Nearly wiped the whole
Mistakes that I made on the low What's the price for the show
If it's high, I'll go Never trust a hoe
I'm too in touch with my soul What's the size of your goals
If they're bright, get them slow Never love a hoe
Play your cards right and let her go What's trust
What's love? Dash them to the side
I'm all about this money I ain't gonna let it slide
Old friends in the past Won't judge me
Better myself, is that a f*ckery? You boys ain't above me
Keep a fat stack for when your girl says she's hungry
I ain't nasty But this big kid is comfy
There's levels to this game Brought myself a chain
And the pendant is pending When it lands, I'll be trending
Never cap or told a lie Kept it real until I die
My ex was a bitch And that's just me being nice
Never trust a woman I can't trust my own father
And if it ain't my mother I ain't hearing none other
And they don't really understand I'm always stuck to the plan
Never had a beef So you can't tell me about no bitch, man
I'm coming in the game They're praying on my name
I've always stayed the same You're the one that changed
So you're the one to blame Put it in a frame
Cart double R's back And I ain't never gonna gain
What's the price? Yeah, I'm buying
What's the tag? Yeah, we're flying
Nearly wife the hoe Mistakes that I made on the low
What's the price for the show? If it's high, I'll go
Never trust a hoe I'm too in touch with my soul
What's the size of your goals? If they're bright, get them slow
Never love a hoe Play your cards right and let her go
What's trust? What's love? Dash them to the side
I'm all about this money I ain't gonna let it slide
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Writer: Rhys Caldon
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