This is a song about "Prices to pay"

Pay a hitta to have a nigga disfigured,

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

Please pay attention to my every word

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

Pay attention to what i'm about to say dont do drugs

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Pay attention to my lingo

Double m g forever though

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away

Maybe things get better, but i've got hell to pay.

But i gotta pay homage to my name, kilos, kilos of coke

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

We don't set prices we don't set prices we create that shit off the dome