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Priceless
Birdman
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Here I go again, starin' into the mirror to no reflection
Like am I here, paranoid who's there
I know in my years, I've seen my share
Everything I bear, everything I care about
Has all been washed up away to the shore
But we got more, more in store
This for you, Bird Lady
Yeah Young, 100
Back on the benches, rollin' in the Bentley
Them suicide doors cost me 650
Lamborghini yellow, couldn't do it no better
Burnin' in the sky, floatin' like a feather
The scars was the price and the music brought the life
Five star G, give my son five mics
Fully loaded with the piece, hundred mill is the feast
So we ate the same meal 'til the hundreds had a crease
So you know we bought some fleets, Rolls Royce and Humvees
Keep a bad bitch, put the diamonds on my teeth
Presidential suites, rumors 'bout me
Rumors 'bout my son dyin' in the streets, it can't be
And we hear everybody talkin', we know they ain't talkin' 'bout shit
About shit, 'cause I swear it was just the other day
I told my niggas we gon' get up out this, up out this
And we gon' keep our guns 'cause we live a block from danger
Travelin' every drug you can name, yeah it's true
Struggle and pain, hustle and gain
Bust through the chain, I'm fuckin' everybody
I'm fuckin' everybody
But I'm priceless, I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless, I'm the nicest
And I'm priceless, I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless, I'm priceless
Ferrari, you can find me on the south side
Uptown with the Louis on the right side
We so high to the sky where the sun shine
It's no price on the tag that we can't buy
Flyer than a pearl, cuter than some jewels
Hot with the shades, flame on you
Country niggas paid, new Bentley coupe
Twenty on some blades, Marc Jacob shoes
Franck Muller watch, the square block bezel
Junior is the best, fly in any weather
A mil cash bitch, out the Louis brief
Euros and currency, this is CMB
But I'm priceless, I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless, I'm the nicest
And I'm priceless, I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless, I'm priceless
Do you stay, in this room
With all these doors and nowhere to go?
All these doors, but I just, count them down
The big block 450 'fore we mash out
It's candy on the slab, bitch 'fore we burn out
It's billionaire frames, cherry wood grain
Two on the Benz, glass top, switchin' lanes
Hundred thousand acres, ten on the hills
Over city view, get it how you live
Down in the jungle, learn to keep it humble
Or be about your business, cookin' like it's gumbo
Mink on the spread, mil on the bed
Marble on the floor, ice chandelier
A paranoia life, rich with no wife
Higher than a kite, smash 'em off flight
If you fly, now fly high
Higher than your eyes can see
But I'm comin' down, and I'm comin' down
So you bitches better get down with me, lil' ho
I'm fuckin' everybody, fuckin' everybody
I'm fuckin' everybody, fuckin' everybody
But I'm priceless, I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless, I'm the nicest
And I'm priceless, I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless, I'm priceless
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
But I'm priceless, I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless, I'm the nicest
I'm lifeless, I'm wifeless
I'm priceless, now hurry up and buy my
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