Cost Me a Lot

What can I do?

It's cost me a lot

It's cost me a lot (Nigga this shit right here nigga)

It's cost me a lot (Nigga this shit right here?)

(Shit homie) It's cost me a lot (Shit homie)

It's cost me a lot (Nigga this shit right here nigga)

It's cost me a lot (Nigga this shit right here?)

It's cost me a lot (Hey)

It's cost me a lot (Hey)

Just one of them days, a nigga feel like flossin'

A Stone Cold Stunner, bitch, I'm Steve Austin

Cool as Drew Brees, I'm blowin' a few Gs

Just to hear them hoes say he's awesome

He's awful, yeah, remember when ya fronted on me

Pulled up beside me in that big body and stunted on me

Or when the bouncer just announced that it was bottle service only

Then he kicked me out the line, yeah, he punted on me

Well, look, I'm back, bitch, back with an attitude

Buyin' out the bar, 'cause I feel like this the shit I gotta prove

Last year the cashier told me my card was not approved

Now I'm tippin' the server a hundred to show my gratitude

Easy, told you I'd be back baby, I guess you ain't believe me

Now I'm living just like the niggas you see on TV

VIP feel like this club oughta thank me

I hit the bar so y'all can see me ballin', HD

It's cost me a lot

Big chains, big whips with wood grain

It's cost me a lot

My God, watch make momma think someone might rob

It's cost me a lot

Fast life and till the gas light

Copped the type of shit you couldn't get at half price

It's cost me a lot

Look but don't touch motherfucker, think twice

It's cost me a lot

Now I don't love no material things

But I'm in love with the feelings they bring

I got 'em like damn, how, how, how he do that

Damn, how, how, how, how he do that

Now I don't love no material things

But I'm in love with the feelings they bring

I got 'em like damn, how, how, how he do that

Damn, how, how, how, how he do that

Knee deep in the game, my chain heavy

Somebody get the pilot and ask is the plane ready

To handle all the weight on my shoulders we takin' off

Don't wanna meet Aaliyah but yet I can't take it off

'Cause how I'm supposed to shine without the proper bling

Remember when I did a show with Waka Flocka Flame

Felt naked 'cause the boy rocked about a thousand chains

Guess we rock a lot of ice 'cause we got a lot of pain

That's five hundred years of swellin', I'm tryna tell 'em

Jacob the Jeweler is cooler now that he a felon

Jay put a stamp on the nigga but wouldn't mail him

If he couldn't sell him, so what that tell him, huh?

My chain heavy and my bitches look very thorough

Must be the money like Deion with the Jheri curl

White Range, call that motherfucker Larry Bird

I got 'em hangin' on every word

It's cost me a lot

Big chains, big whips with wood grain

It's cost me a lot

My God, watch make momma think someone might rob

It's cost me a lot

Fast life and till the gas light

Copped the type of shit you couldn't get at half price

It's cost me a lot

Look but don't touch motherfucker, think twice

It's cost me a lot

Now I don't love no material things

But I'm in love with the feelings they bring

I got 'em like damn, how, how, how he do that

Damn, how, how, how, how he do that

Now I don't love no material things

But I'm in love with the feelings they bring

I got 'em like damn, how, how, how he do that

Damn, how, how, how, how he do that