Price of Fame - Big K.R.I.T.

Paparazzi after my shows askin' me questions

God fed up with my soul so ain’t no blessin’s

Happiness can’t be bought or sold, I learned my lesson

Now I see what fame will really get you;

Bottle by the nightstand, that ease the stresses

Dealin' with depression, pills on the dresser

Fiendin' for affection so I’m buying out the section

Now I see what fame will really get you

Lifestyles of the rich and famous

That lifestyle left a lot of rich folk brainless

To the temple, yeah we were broke but that life was simple

Besides, food is food, water is water, air is air, the rest is mental

I did without until I did within

I said on beat what I wrote in pen

I gave my all without givin' in

But it’s a thin line between heavenly divine and a livin' a life of sin

Speak in codes to my worthy friends

Greenroom full, I pray we ain’t let the devil in

A lot of faces I don’t know, a lot of «where you been’s?»

Like you was really lookin' for me when I was in the wind

Life is just a game now, I really got my aim down to shoot for stars

I ain’t been to church in years and it ain’t even far

This ain’t even half of the battle, I ain’t even start

All I do is record, I see what fame will really get you

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah yeah (this ain’t even half of the battle, I ain’t even start)

All I do is record, I see what fame really will get you

Now I see what fame really get you

Yeah, yeah

Paparazzi after my shows askin' me questions

God fed up with my soul so ain’t no blessin’s

Happiness can’t be bought or sold, I learned my lesson

Now I see what fame will really get you;

Bottle by the nightstand, that ease the stresses

Dealin' with depression, pills on the dresser

Fiendin' for affection so I’m buyin' out the section

Now I see what fame will really get you

I bought a bottle just to soothe my soul

Still crying over granny, that was some years ago

I’m a man now, I came up to hold my fam down

Can’t tell them about my depression 'cause most them fans now

Got to protect myself at all times

I know some partners that been sued by their bloodline

Lord forbid I let my blood down

The first time I say no, guess we ain’t blood now

Scared, me as a businessman is like all they see

Justin Scott trapped as Big K.R.I.T.

screamin', «It's really me»

When it was only us it was only love, how could this be?

When fallin' out for some is not gettin' the V.I.P

And a simple conversation means we talkin' work

To play a song that’s almost perfect but it need my verse

You got an artist, but I’m family, but you need a purse

You hit the city but don’t call me first, that’s what fame gets you

Paparazzi after my shows askin' me questions

God fed up with my soul so ain’t no blessin’s

Happiness can’t be bought or sold, I learned my lesson

Now I see what fame will really get you;

Bottle by the nightstand, that ease the stresses

Dealin' with depression, pills on the dresser

Fiendin' for affection so I’m buyin' out the section

Now I see what fame will really get you