This is a song about "Cost"

Sometimes wonder yeah yeah what was the cost

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

People will follow me in the masses i am a boss now the real cost

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

My polo cost ends, and bitch i'm dolo, fuck friends, so all who dont know

Bought a brand new car for my after party

Oh don't reply you already cost me

Make it in this game/ pay my dues ill make it at any cost

I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want

Bitch, i might make you my baby

"could of cost your life b"

They cost me 11 million so get on your knees and treat me well.

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Alonzo, my condo cost three mil', this shit real

And keep my account the same way…fuck outta here