Lyrics Priceless Words (Interview) - Priceless

Priceless Words (Interview)

Ayy bitch I’m back in here to show you I’m the nigga
All in the vent them bitches know you as the nigga
From the corner sellin' dope and buyin' Swishers
Every night I pray to God for my intentions
Look, lights and cameras
I came so hard I pay the price for cameras
I flew new ones for a night Atlantis
And told my oldest bitch her flight is cancelled
My night examples
Mr. Feelings you can go and call the police
Ridin' dirty in the car with no lease
Skinny nigga but my pockets obese
Same nigga used to rob Sobés'
, I need it go back to the get real again
Back in Toronto where niggas will kill you for who you be chillin with
And work from the shootas, the shorty you screwin'
You not really with the shits
We don’t really feel this shit
When Grandmama kicked me out the crib
I was only a baby
Said fuck it, I hustled a went and bought me a Mercedes
I whipped it, I whipped it when I would see her in the hallway
When she didn’t see me I parked that bitch right in the driveway
It’s priceless
I used to take the 401 to TO
Honda Civic rollin' dimes and scopin' PO
Taxin' season tryna find a link on T4s
This ho told Argie you gon need a check with 3 O’s
Life commitments, I need a shorty every night to witness
You makin' models bring ya ice and Guinness
And workin' pussy that’s my type of fitness
I’m countin' money like I’m Donald Trump
Let them niggas know them yappas on that reload
Got the ground where you stand worth a kilo
Smokin' Swishers, motion pictures, Tarantino
Ballin' hard it’s Archie Fargo fuckin' veno
Hey fucka we comin' for all of them
Don’t pay for no oregano
Smokin' on flash
He’s dope on my clutch
I got my scope on the punch
I be so fresh and so clean
Bitch you see soap in my toilets
My teacher Miss Thomas told me I would never be nothin'
I looked her ass dead in the face and said I’m gon be somethin'
She told me that in a few years I’d be catchin' a bustin'
Now I’m catchin' the car service
Guess who the driver, her husband
It’s priceless