This is a song about "Cost"

Sometimes wonder yeah yeah what was the cost

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

You think your fly as fuck and got the cost to be the boss?

Before your roll get popped

So don't cross 'cause it'll cost

Like the credit crunch its just a cost illusion

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

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

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

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

So pay the cost to be the boss or pay the don respect

My prints all across you but this surely will cost you

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue