This is a song about "Cost"

Like the credit crunch its just a cost illusion

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

My shoes cost a fortune paintin these pictures like norman

I got a lot to say, i don't hold my tongue

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

That cost her life when she spotted quartz, blurred lights,

I'm that nigga y'all - i just ball

Of course this course comes at a cost, you of all

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

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

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

They took her by the throat, we front in here for dope

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

Sometimes wonder yeah yeah what was the cost

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

"could of cost your life b"