Lyrics
(Chorus)
Price tags jumpin’, shelves ain’t frontin’,
Cart full of groceries, but it feels like nothin’.
Checkin’ the bill, man, it's a high score,
Every trip to the market hurts more and more.
(Verse 1)
Walk in the store, it’s a cold world, no lie,
Prices soaring high, like they’re touching the sky.
Eggs for a dollar? Nah, that's history,
Now we countin' coins just for a single brie.
Milk got me bankrupt, cereal breakin' the bank,
I’m just tryna eat, who do I gotta thank?
Organic, local, yeah, it sounds real nice,
But these numbers adding up like a roll of the dice.
Swipe my card, it's a gamble, feel the anxiety,
Budgeting hard in this grocery conspiracy.
(Chorus)
Price tags jumpin’, shelves ain’t frontin’,
Cart full of groceries, but it feels like nothin’.
Checkin’ the bill, man, it's a high score,
Every trip to the market hurts more and more.
(Verse 2)
Cashier’s ringin’, beep beep, it’s a race,
Every beep strikes my heart, it's a chase.
Coupons in hand, tryna save a little bit,
But it’s like droppin' buckets in a massive pit.
Got avocados and some gluten-free pasta,
Each item in the bag, yeah, it's gonna cost ya.
Fish and steak? Nah, that's a rich man's plate,
Got me buying ramen just to compensate.
Healthy eating's pricey, ain't that a paradox?
Junk food’s cheap, while veggies need a lockbox.
Inflation's wild, no control, it’s on a tear,
Just tryna feed my fam, it’s a financial scare.
(Chorus)
Price tags jumpin’, shelves ain’t frontin’,
Cart full of groceries, but it feels like nothin’.
Checkin’ the bill, man, it's a high score,
Every trip to the market hurts more and more.
(Bridge)
Dreamin’ of a time when things were a bit less,
Where a dollar had power, and we could de-stress.
Now it's all about deals, gotta hunt 'em like prey,
‘Cause saving a dime can brighten your day.
(Verse 3)
Final round, checkout line, it's a wrap,
Scanning apps for rebates, trapped in this cap.
Economy’s tight, but my wallet’s tighter,
Grocery game’s fierce, but I’m a fighter.
Rise before dawn, hit the store for the sales,
Budget life hacks, on the tracks, no derails.
Gotta stretch each dollar, gotta make it last,
In this grocery rap game, can't be outclassed.
(Chorus)
Price tags jumpin’, shelves ain’t frontin’,
Cart full of groceries, but it feels like nothin’.
Checkin’ the bill, man, it's a high score,
Every trip to the market hurts more and more.
(Outro)
So next time you shop, take a look around,
Feel the weight of each cent, each BILL
Rise before dawn, hit the store for the sales,
Budget life hacks, on the tracks, no derails.
Gotta stretch each dollar, gotta make it last,
In this grocery rap game, can't be outclassed.
(Chorus)
Price tags jumpin’, shelves ain’t frontin’,
Cart full of groceries, but it feels like nothin’.
Checkin’ the bill, man, it's a high score,
Every trip to the market hurts more and more.
(Outro)
So next time you shop, take a look around,
Feel the weight of each cent, each pound.
In this rap about groceries, it’s all laid bare,
We’re just tryna live, man, it’s only fair.
