This is a song about "Cost"

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

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

Like the credit crunch its just a cost illusion

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

Sometimes wonder yeah yeah what was the cost

My shoes cost a fortune paintin these pictures like norman

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Sadly someone i knew payed cost

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

Hire to get your head tossed, but that cost,

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

See, where i come from is hard

Must protect lil b at all cost

No wonder why when times get hard

So don't cross 'cause it'll cost