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letra de price going up - chelsea pastel

i got two phones
blowing up from both lines
money coming from overseas
phone calls with them plus signs
no plug this is all mines
never needed no cosign
good dope gon’ sell itself
i’m selling out every f-cking time
every night i gotta close my eyes
and thank god for protecting me
a lot of b-tches ran out of time
a lot of n-ggas saying rest in peace
they say we losing all the recipes
i’m keeping mine pretty close to me
i do this sh-t for my ancestors
generations come aftеr me and whoever with mе right now

i built this from the ground
if you didn’t get dirty with me, then please don’t come around
i’m the first one to clock in
and the last one to clock out
i jumped off that porch n-gga
i ain’t going back to that house
i made it happen with no money
empty stomach
very proud of who i’m becoming
last summer i chased bags it’s winter now and i’m still running
drove around in an 08 when it broke down, i was still coming
now i’m hopping out escalades all blacked out with a driver waiting on me
please don’t come around here
talkin bout last year
i don’t even live here no more
n-gga f-ck you i ran out of love
i ain’t looking for no refill
price going up

price going up
price going up (yeah)
price going up
price going up (yeah)
money so long that they keep tryna cut it
ain’t no catching me b-tch i’m the one that run it

i got what i need right now
never let anyone stress me out
got a good n-gga that stretch me out
bounce back like a elastic fantastic
five star meal so dinner at the house
laying on the couch with his shirt off
s-x so good that he fell asleep bagging up an ounce
i come from cleveland
where we rap fast but they still know what’s coming out my mouth
it’s something on your mind
i could feel it in your vibe
so let’s just talk about it
i’m doing my thing right now
can’t help how anyone feel about it
b-tch i’m outside like tag who got it
never getting high off my own product
cranking out sh-t like it’s robotic
b-tch
took a break from my electronics
read a few books i’m hooked on phonics
running up, commas commas commas (b-tch)
getting to the money without that drama
i just stack it up
getting out of here i’m packing up
keep watching my stories from your burner b-tch
you got us cracking up
you know you adore us
probably would be friends if you stop acting up
you going out crazy
meanwhile he somewhere not giving a single f-ck
about sh-t you saying
please don’t come around here
talkin bout last year
i don’t even live here no more
n-gga f-ck you i ran out of love
i ain’t looking for no refill
price going up

- chelsea pastel

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