G-therz - Price to Pay (feat. Mister Morgan)

Hey, aye
Aye
Another day, another dollar
But it's mo' money, mo' problems
Tryna get by on the day to day
Just to maintain, what's the price to pay
For the love of money (Uh)
It gets fucking ugly (Yuck)
Especially in a game where everyone is hungry (Yeah)
The power of the dollars when you're on your own hustle (Uh huh)
You don't even know if you think I had no struggle
Though I'm from the 'Del, home of the rich and fabulous
I was no trust fund baby that lived in lavishness (For real)
If I was, I'd be like 'em rappers flossin' now
Buy my way in, but I don't have cash to toss around
It's just me investing, puttin' in effort bitch
Tryna kick in the door to get my foot in the record biz
I don't fucking know how long that I'm lasting here (Uh huh)
In hip hop when my pockets got rabbit ears
When I'm a grown man, I don't live off hand me downs (Yeah)
If you know what I'm saying like Danny Brown (Uh huh)
But life's a bitch, so I don't have the time to waste (Uh)
Still got sacrifices made, that's the price to pay
Another day, another dollar
But it's mo' money, mo' problems
Tryna get by on the day to day
Just to maintain, what's the price to pay
Aye
What's the price to pay
Aye
Just to maintain, what's the price to pay
The system's outdatin' (Uh)
And I'm about stayin' (Yeah)
But can I even do it with no solid foundation? (Uh huh)
There's leeches out preyin', I don't mean in a religious way
They don't see potential, they're just seekin' for the quickest pay
Plus I've heard muhfuckers say they'll go root for me
But then start ghosting when I try to sell a new release
Then quarantine came and fucked up my momentum (Shit)
Now I gotta restart with a new whole system (Oh)
Most of this game is fucking sleazy with greed
Yeah I know it's strictly business, no EPMD
But they say you gotta spend a lil money just to make it
Well how much? 'Cause it feels motherfucking wasted
I didn't earn a degree just to work at Marshalls after (Yeah)
I'm tryna get a slot for a verse with Marshall Mathers
I want my best talents to be paying off and make it real
So that I don't need side job to pay the bills (Go off)
Can't trust this music industry lacking human empathy
That isn't gonna back you 'less what you produce is gimmicky
Not worth losing dignity over stupid trickery
'Cause if I gave in, all that they are doing's pimping me
I bet some are thinking that I must be soundin' crazy (Damn)
But check the rhyme from Tip on rule four thousand eighty (Facts)
Maybe I'm a late bloomer like Isaac Hayes
But to trade my all for nothin' ain't worth the price to pay (Tell 'em)
Another day, another dollar
But it's mo' money, mo' problems
Tryna get by on the day to day
Just to maintain, what's the price to pay
Aye
What's the price to pay
Aye
Just to maintain, what's the price to pay
Another day, another dollar
But it's mo' money, mo' problems
Tryna get by on the day to day
Just to maintain, what's the price to pay

Written by:
Alex Brown, Rye Guether

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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