Price Tag

Hook:
Now why tf loyalty come with a price tag,
Why is there a hand covering where the price at,
No damn reciprocation, can’t get this for that,
Make a mf splat, in my face spat: but can’t sit where i sat no damn tit for tat, no round of applause not a hand clap, across with the slap, my best friend a brat, swinging on the women like a damn baseball bat

Verse:
Hit a home run, hitting girls for fun, I’m playing mama raised me to be a good son,
Living under the sun, a life of red rum, had to take a step back but then the f****** begun,
Million dollar trust,
Shit was a bust,
People tend to get defensive & cause a big fuss,
I’m like “what’s the rush,” they’re like “Q, hush” now I’m wrong though to the side I was brushed,

Wtf,
Y’all need a sense of touch because y’all sympathy is lacking, wasn’t never enough,
I wish my face could make that gesture when you like a girl - damn what’s it called? oh yeah, make me blush,
Man shush,
You’re hearing what I’m saying but you’re not listening,
F*** a Rolex, my Apple Watch glistening,
I wish i could say that i was missing them but i couldn’t care less if it were a ditch that they all were pissing in,

Hook:
Now why tf loyalty come with a price tag,
Why is there a hand covering where the price at,
No damn reciprocation, can’t get this for that,
Make a mf splat, in my face spat: but can’t sit where i sat no damn tit for tat, no round of applause not a hand clap, across with the slap, my best friend a brat, swinging on the women like a damn baseball bat

Daylight savings time, i wonder if it’s that time to do my layaway shopping to cut off all these guys,
They ask how I’m doing, i lie & say “I’m fine,” but that’s the only topic of discussion you’d think I won’t have to remind,
I ain’t hiding,

I just stay to myself,
I mean can you blame a mf, y’all run information likes elves,
Y’all to desperate for shit, trying to love somebody like Maroon 5 when y’all really should open your eyes & see through the disguise,
No surprise,
Shit was expected for real,
My favorite color is black, but y’all got a hint of teal,
Greedy like green, f****** sad like blue, a mixture of them both, i think they got themselves a sweet tooth,
Screw’s loose,
Who the hell raised y’all?
No common sense or respect, y’all got too much gall,
Im just so appalled, feelings need a u-haul, im always assisting - just call me Chris Paul, tunnel vision on the music looking down an empty hall,

Hook:
Now why tf loyalty come with a price tag,
Why is there a hand covering where the price at,
No damn reciprocation, can’t get this for that,
Make a mf splat, in my face spat: but can’t sit where i sat no damn tit for tat, no round of applause not a hand clap, across with the slap, my best friend a brat, swinging on the women like a damn baseball bat