This is a song about "Cost"

So don't cross 'cause it'll cost

See, and now life seem hard

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

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

Sometimes wonder yeah yeah what was the cost

Like damn mama the reason i work hard

Must protect lil b at all cost

I know my calling's worth like phone card

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

My prints all across you but this surely will cost you

And i ain't talking rap, man, i'm coming up this road

This shit cost money and i'm always fucking broke,

Or a measure of a fortune more awesome

My shoes cost a fortune paintin these pictures like norman

The real cost is being lost heartless frost in my fuckin playscape no escape

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make