Luyện nghe bài hát Price of Fame

Paparazzi after my shows me questions
God fed up with my so ain't no blessing
Happiness can't be or sold, I learned my lesson
Now I see fame will really get you
Bottle by the night stand, that the stress
Dealing depression, pills on the dresser
for affection so I'm buying out the section
Now I see what fame gets you

Now I see what will get you
Lifestyles of the and famous
That left a lot of rich fold brainless
To the
Yeah, we broke, but that life was simple
Besides, food is food, water is water, air is air, the is mental
I did without I did within
I said on beat I wrote in pen
I gave my all giving in
But it's a thin line heavenly divine and a living a life of sin
in codes to my worthy friends
Greenroom full, I we ain't let the devil in
A lot of faces I know
A lot of "where you been"'s, you was really looking for me
When I was in the wind, life is just a now
Really got my aim down to shoot for
I ain't been to church in years and it even far
This even half of the battle, I ain't even start
All I do is
I see fame really get's you

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah yeah (This ain't even half of the battle, I ain't even
All I do is
I see what really get's you)
Now I see fame really get's you
Yeah,

Paparazzi after my shows me questions
God fed up with my soul so no blessing
can't be bought or sold, I learned my lesson
Now I see what will really get you
Bottle by the stand, that ease the stress
Dealing with depression, pills on the
Fiending for so I'm buying out the section
Now I see fame really gets you

I bought a just to sew my soul
Still crying over
was some years ago, I'm a man now
I up to hold my fam down
Can't tell them about my depression most them fans now
Got to protect at all times
I know some partners that got sued by bloodline
Lord forbid I let my blood down, the first time I say no, guess we ain't now
Scared, me as a business man is all they see
Justin Scott, trapped as Big K.R.I.T. screaming really me
When it was us it was only love, how could this be?
When out for some is not getting the V.I.P
And a simple conversation we talking work
To play a song that's almost perfect but it my verse
You got an artist, but I'm family, but you need a
You hit the but don't call me first
That's what gets you

Paparazzi after my shows asking me
God fed up my soul so ain't no blessing
Happiness can't be bought or sold, I my lesson
Now I see what fame will get you
Bottle by the night stand, ease the stress
Dealing with depression, on the dresser
Fiending for affection so I'm out the section
Now I see what fame will get you