Price of Fame - Dylan St. John

Ima roll one

Roll one for the lost ones

We some lost souls yeah

(It's dyllie… look!)

I’ve been tryna get away for a minute now

Life’s a motherfuckin game I’m tryna figure out

Will I make it?

Lord only knows

Lord only knows

What the future holds

I keep my faith, I keep my faith

Keep my faith gotta keep my faith

Word to grandma faith

That’s what she told me

And I go to church but I still need to speak

My mind ain’t no prophet I’m just a motherfuckin regular guy out here on my

grind

I’m tryna make it in the big city

But sometimes it feels

So small when I think about it

Cuz every time I’m in the mall and the shit is crowded, they takin pictures of

me

All of them never knew

All the shit I did to get here

All the shit I had to go through

Sacrifice the Fame

Would you sacrifice the fame

Sacrifice the fame

All the things, all the things

If I only knew, what I had to do

But that’s the price of Fame

That’s the price of Fame

Look

I can’t be mad at it

Damn I asked for it

Now I finally got it

And my life in fast forward

If I could go back I might just go back and switch it up

Cuz way back in the day it was all just fun

But now it’s business

Now LAs watching

Now I feel like everybody is judging

Everyone looking at me for a hit

I wanna chill out and roll me a spliff

Ima get high

Fuck you guys you never knew me I’m the realest

Ima do my shit and everyone gone feel it

Ima pull up in the paint Chauncey billups

I got my bills up… yeah

Everybody doubted me

Something that they’ve never seen

On my mind is poetry

All I rep is BBE