
The Price of Agony (Freestyle) Ross Rhime
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[Intro]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
[Verse: 1]
I just want those times back
When I was with my chick
Smoking on Backwoods
Sipping on a drank
I promise she won't forget my name
I was there to ease her pain
I might suck at it but I did try the best I can
I didn't write this shit like I’m out-writing a book
They're acting so friendly like I came straight from the hood
Shout out to the ones who stayed with me
When I got no money till I turned into a good
Thanks!
Young girl, when I look at you I’m feeling like an X
You know what I cannot keep in my pants, no pranks
You know everybody’s dеserving a second chance
Whеre is my first one then?
[Hook]
Too many racks in this city
I just wanna call my dad and say
Man, you said that I can't but I did it
Now we're running our digits our money
Like a young thug, the price of our agony
Sometimes I’m wishing for a cold heart
So I can cheat and go to sleep
Without even fucking thinkin’
Woke up early in the mornin’
Trappin’ as I dream it
Never gave a fuck about
The opinions that I’m hearing
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
[Verse: 1]
I just want those times back
When I was with my chick
Smoking on Backwoods
Sipping on a drank
I promise she won't forget my name
I was there to ease her pain
I might suck at it but I did try the best I can
I didn't write this shit like I’m out-writing a book
They're acting so friendly like I came straight from the hood
Shout out to the ones who stayed with me
When I got no money till I turned into a good
Thanks!
Young girl, when I look at you I’m feeling like an X
You know what I cannot keep in my pants, no pranks
You know everybody’s dеserving a second chance
Whеre is my first one then?
[Hook]
Too many racks in this city
I just wanna call my dad and say
Man, you said that I can't but I did it
Now we're running our digits our money
Like a young thug, the price of our agony
Sometimes I’m wishing for a cold heart
So I can cheat and go to sleep
Without even fucking thinkin’
Woke up early in the mornin’
Trappin’ as I dream it
Never gave a fuck about
The opinions that I’m hearing
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