Price of Love - Sha Hef

Work gettin' brazy

183rd Street

All I know, the price of money still up

The price of love is down

No love where we from

Ah, we still chasin' it

Still gettin' to that bag

It’s the only thing that matter on this side

Keep your head above the water

Really though

What’s the price of love?

Shit, I don’t know, I know the price of life

And I could show you how to lose yours if the price is right

I’m from a hood, you gotta pray you make it through the night

Cut on the sink and pray the water make it through the pipe

My lil' bro sold a brick today, I’m gon' sell two tonight

My pops told me to sell whatever if you move it right

So now I’m too precise, we countin' every unit twice

Watch how you move, the dice-shooters must’ve the mice

I sent the shots and they penetrated

I ain’t have to lift a finger, but they resonated

Every movie needs a villain, I was designated

I put a shooter on my shooter 'cause he hesitated

Shit, I started off a shooter, but I elevated

And I ain’t never dead no plug, shit, I was dedicated

Every night I made it home, a nigga celebrated

Now my trap phone got more numbers stored than the Yellow Pages

I prayed to God for so long, it felt like the devil saved us

You turned your back on the gang and it had me devastated

They gave my nigga an L, said it was premeditated

Ain’t sip a soda in years if it wasn’t medicated

They put all these drugs in the streets, now they try to regulate it

They put us in public housing, wanted us still segregated

I went and took opportunities, I ain’t never waited

I scarified everything until it regenerated, really

Lookin' for me, I’m on the block that the killers is at

Real dealers do business with no feelings attached

Keep a brick of fetti stashed where the cinnamon at

I been a driller, I put niggas on that Citizen app

Yeah, I’m like Kev Childs meets Kev Liles

Shit, I could coach you through the game, I’m like Les Miles

How you a boss, ain’t never give your mom ten thou'?

It ain’t a load if you ain’t shop at least ten pounds

If it’s smoke, I gotta drop at least ten rounds

No bodycount, but they say it’s at least ten found

We was boys back then, but we men now

They got me started, I could barely put the pen down

When I was packagin' white, I learned to sacrifice

I was always after money, was never after hype

Now I’ma eat until I’m full or lose my appetite

I pray that God can forgive us all in the afterlife