Price Of Fame Lyrics - Big K.r.i.t.

Paparazzi after my shows asking me questions 

God fed up with my soul so ain't no blessing 

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

Now I see what fame will really get you 

Bottle by the night stand, that ease the stress 

Dealing with depression, pills on the dresser 

Fiending for affection so I'm buying out the section 

Now I see what fame really gets you 

Now I see what fame will get you 

Lifestyles of the rich and famous 

That lifestyle left a lot of rich fold 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 giving in 

But it's a thin line between heavenly divine and a living 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 looking for me 

When I was in the wind, life is just a game now 

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 really get's you 

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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 get's you) 

Now I see what fame really get's you 

Yeah, yeah 

Paparazzi after my shows asking me questions 

God fed up with my soul so ain't no blessing 

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

Now I see what fame will really get you 

Bottle by the night stand, that ease the stress 

Dealing with depression, pills on the dresser 

Fiending for affection so I'm buying out the section 

Now I see what fame really gets you 

Photos 

I bought a bottle just to sew 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 got 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 business man is like all they see 

Justin Scott, trapped as Big K.R.I.T. screaming it's really me 

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

When falling out for some is not getting the V.I.P 

And a simple conversation means we talking 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 asking me questions 

God fed up with my soul so ain't no blessing 

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

Now I see what fame will really get you 

Bottle by the night stand, that ease the stress 

Dealing with depression, pills on the dresser 

Fiending for affection so I'm buying out the section 

Now I see what fame will really get you