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

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 KRIT 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 VIP
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