Walking impatient Fast like my mind Anticipation God, give me time Caught in a circus Chaos at home God keep me gracious God keep me whole That's the price of peace, damn Half what's left of me, man Bitches will hate for free That's the price of peace, damn Half what's left of me, man Bitches will hate for free Tire screech Drifting through the air Could be the highest in the room Avoiding ceiling fans Bitch, just give me space Enough to spread the hand Patiently waiting for the other side Fucking on the plans Always knew a bitch like me was gon' make it Look good even when I had to fake it Walk in every room like a million dollar baby Came down for me to grab it, I ain't never had to chase it Baby I was broke, I was poor, I had money on the low Made a bag, ran it up, then I lost it on the tour Had me feeling like I should've kept that corporate gig at home When I finally made the call, man, they ain't pick up the phone God do it when I won't, I do shit that you don't I tell it when to move, it don't move till I say go This shit was made for me, I'm gon' freak it when I want Man, we should make a toast, bitch, I feel like Shawty Lo That's the price of peace, damn Half what's left of me, man Bitches will hate for free That's the price of peace, damn Half what's left of me, man Bitches will hate for free