Price of Fame Philthy Rich (Ft. Louie Ray)

[Intro: Louie Ray]
(Reuel, stop playin' with these niggas)
Okay
Yeah
Somethin' I can vibe too, aight
Smokin' real weed
Gettin' real money
Know what I'm sayin', like
We tearin' this shit up, nigga
(Okay)

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
Top drop 'cause it's hot, with a whore
Park a hundred-thousand-dollar car right at the store
I dropped four chains last year, finna buy me up some more
Bought a crib, but the one I really want sit off the shore
I'm in shape for this rap shit, it's a sport
The only fights I'm scared to fight is ones inside the court
I got one foot in the jar of dope and one foot in the door
I don't give a fuck if you cut 'cause Band-Aids cover sores
You can't accept niggas, then alright, fuck it
You can't expect niggas to care, nobody know you
You gotta always keep it real, nobody told you
Asked her, "How you suck dick this good? Somebody showed you"
Was just local sellin' CDs, I'm gettin' global
I mean this whole year done been like a movie, we need a Nobel
You gotta always keep it real, nobody told you
I asked her, "How you suck dick this good? Somebody showed you"