This is a song about "Cost"

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

I ain't really famous but the ladies need my picture though

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

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

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Like the credit crunch its just a cost illusion

Hire to get your head tossed, but that cost,

Say the word and i'mma give you what you want

Zig zaggin' through the freeway: race me nigga!in a high speed chase with the law

Plain ignored, gave your cost as a raise to all, hay was made, face and jaw

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

Rolex on my wrist cost me 12 chickens

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

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

Come be my heroyou can take your cape offyou dont need that to save my heart

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