Luyện nghe bài hát Price of Fame

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

Now I see what will get you
of the rich and famous
That lifestyle left a lot of rich fold
To the
Yeah, we were broke, but life was simple
Besides, food is food, water is water, air is air, the rest is
I did without until I did
I said on beat what I in pen
I gave my all without 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 pray we let the devil in
A lot of faces I don't
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 for stars
I ain't been to church in years and it even far
This ain't even half of the battle, I ain't even
All I do is
I see what really get's you

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

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

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

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