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lirik lagu jon connor - priceless

[intro]
we interrupt this program to bring you an emergency announcement

so, young artist or exec, you’ve got all the money you could ever imagine, and you’re still sad (aww)
you’ve been able to smash every thot that comes your way, and you’re still sad (aww)
you’ve got a bunch of chains and cars and dumb sh~t—

now that’s exactly my point: none of this is real!
so brother, we’ve got to stay grounded in reality

[verse 1]
look; sellin’ out your brother, fall out with your mother
you just make a living gossipin’ ’bout other mother f~ckers
all you n~ggas messy like you run in puddles
all you n~ggas p~ssy, i can’t say it subtle
this the type of sh~t that make a hater humble
i’m made of the same sun i’m sittin’ under
sh~ttin’ thunder, blood of harriet tubman, n~gga
i’m just out here diggin’ tunnels
n~ggas puppets, b~tches f~ckin’ with the quickness
any n~gga who got season tickets see the thickness
all i see is trouble

[interlude]
i don’t care about your trophies…
oh, you don’t want any?
it was wrong for me to take ’em in the first place!
oh, it was, was it? you took ’em nevertheless, didn’t ya?
take it all!
i don’t want any of this sh~t!
you watch your language!
you go to h~ll!

[verse 2]
who you flexin’ to? who sittin’ next to you?
yeah, i see the sh~t you tryna show me, homie
slow down, where the rest of you?
i see through the vest, so while you wrestle with what’s testin’ you
i gave back what you want, the worst of me is the best of you
i hope my aggression sos’in you, these b~tches you be dressin’
s~xin’, puttin’ on a pedestal, finessin’ you
and it’s as though you are as an investment, more or less
yeah, these hoes is more or less all i’m undressin’
is the naked truth
executin’ every move, i’m petty~proof
i’m freddy loose, a nightmare
i’m [?] but terry crews, very true
flint, michigan, a couple miles away
from the cemetery where they buried proof
get buried for a pair of shoes
high as f~ck, i need a parachute, on edibles, whoo
word to [?], i’m just prepared, do i look scared to you?
the path i chose was terrible, unbearable, don’t follow me
i wouldn’t double~dare you to, you saw what i’m prepared to lose
like sellin’ out for camera views and manicures
and f~ckin’ stuck~up b~tches with fake asses and a attitude
i had a few
the sh~t that you attracted to distractin’ you
ooh, i hope the news is gettin’ through to whoever the f~ck i’m rappin’ to
never fake, never fake
tryna stay real to get to heaven in the days
where even the f~ckin’ reverend fake
me and who i am to the core, it will never separate
no matter the position, the circumstances, or bread i make

[outro]
how much you need, n~gga?
how much you need, n~gga, how much a ho—
how much a old~ass soul go for these days, n~gga?
you tell me, n~gga, ’cause i don’t know!

you know, there are still a lot of people out there
who think that their morals and their pride are more important
to ’em than money. can you believe that?

no, i can’t believe it. because morals and pride, they can’t buy
you diamonds… sir

virgil, you’re learnin’ fast. and all you people out there are
gonna learn the same lesson that virgil here has learned
that money can, and does, buy you anything or anybody
like i said, everybody’s got a price

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