What's the price of fame?

All the money, cars, clothes, and hoes and diamond chains

Got the weight of the whole world on me

trying not to strain

Any nigga who ever had to sacrifice gon' know my pain

Any nigga who ever had to go some nights without a meal

If you came from nothing

you gon' understand just how I feel

I'm young and turnt, I had the spotlight way before my deal

Before I signed that paperwork

been running through these M's

Been riding strikers, popping niggas, never popped a pill

Before these watches, diamond chains shit

I've been dropping gems

My life had flashed before my eyes

now this shit crystal clear

I don't need MTV Cribs to show them how I live

Man, this fame shit done cost me a lot

Man, this money ain't nothing

who you gon' call when you shot?

Ten years later, still missing them calls with my pops

That 'spital will make you realize

yo' health is all that you got

What's the price of fame?

You in the 'spital, fuck you gon' do with a diamond chain?

Two inches down, you'll have bullets inside your brain

This rap shit almost cost your life

my nigga, fuck some fame

The shit you go through just to

make sure people know your name

This street shit's so watered down

security just to walk around

This beef shit's the talk of town

I can't even motherfucking sleep

I'm trying to hawk 'em down

Would've went and did that shit myself

but we bosses now, nigga

What's the price of fame?

What's the price of fame?

All the money, cars, clothes, and hoes and diamond chains

Got the weight of the whole world on me

trying not to strain

Any nigga who ever had to sacrifice gon' know my pain

What's the price of fame?

What's the price of fame?

Tired as hell, mad as fuck, even though I sound good

Bullets ringing, still breathing

thinking about my childhood

Fighting depression I said I wasn't, I'm just lying good

Niggas almost got me but they didn't, I know God real

Them bullets really change your body, I know how that feel

I ain't lose my faith in God, I know He got me still

I was doing gangsta shit before I got my deal

I had to make that paper flip before I got my deal

She almost lost her son, I wonder how my mama feel

Thinking about how far we came, I almost got the chills

This money and this fame, it cost me a lot

Sometimes I feel like this rap shit is all that I got

That left node cancer, cost me my pops

They know my name when I walk in the spot

Told them tell me what it cost for an opp

This fame shit, it cost me a lot

What's the price of fame?

What's the price of fame?

All the money, cars, clothes, and hoes and diamond chains

Any nigga who ever had to go some nights without a meal

If you came from nothing

you gon' understand just how I feel

What's the price of fame?

What's the price of fame?