The Price of Love versuri

The Price of Love lyrics by Shalco feat. Afta Hill, Rev Harvey Gates

Prelude: Afta Hill

Love might bring pain
It might bring change
All night I pray
My debts are paid
Mmhmm
I don’t need fame
I don’t need praise
I only pray my debts are paid
If the price of love is grief
Imma go through my receipts
Go through payments, one by one
See what I missed in between
If the price of love is grief
Imma through my receipts
Go through payments one by one
See what I missed in between

Shalco!

Intro: Shalco

Did you miss me? (Leave me alone)
Please leave me alone I’m tired
Cause I missed you. (Leave me alone)
Please leave me alone I’m tired

Verse 1: Shalco

Signed my first deal with my fists balled
Hands sweating on the paper pissed off (why?)
My girl just left me she’s talking bout some „one day”
One day, what honey? All that shit’s off
Okay, I lied baby, please come back
I’ve been confident lately I’ve seen some racks
For real I’m in Miami the Nissan packed
Whole time label low-key fucking cheesed I’m whack (why?)
Well…
They wanted David Guetta
I kind of fucked all that up (why?)
I wanna rap about politics
And they want to get their bread up
Hand me the bottle I’m angrier than ever
It’s the middle of summer it can’t be the weather
It’s the middle of Brickell it can’t be location
Got hotter got richer my family is better
Look at that bill and I can’t see the letters
I’m pressed over nothing
She can’t leave a sweater?
Been two years I never got an „I miss you”, no „Happy birthday”
And I still can’t forget her
Three point five
I don’t want to dream
Sleeping 14 hours got no energy
And I’m salty, I’m bitter, I’m menacing
Let a bomb rapper try, I’ll finish him
You got a team
I had a ring light
Still outnumbered all you pussies
I’ve been nice
Took 20 of you to write half a verse
I drop an album make another by midnight
It’s levels to this

Levels to this, what?
Yeah there’s levels to this, what?
Yeah there’s levels to this, what?

Verse 2: Shalco
(„The Price of Love”, Rev Harvey Gates, is sampled)

On the outside
I looked happy and successful
And I’m grateful
There’s times my plates been less full
But I found myself waking up to dreams of this girl
Something blocking my grieving process
It’s stressful
Flashbacks of every loss I’ve had in memory
Hoping to find something that I might have never seen
First time I witnessed grief
Was my people’s hopes and dreams
I got to feel my homeland for 10 years
A couple more times here and there on vacation in between
A rigged election in depressed air
So my people suffocate in pollution till they couldn’t breathe
And we gotta leave
This is the story of my grief
Salt water