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grand on it
You the motherfuckin' man
Pick and choosin' what you want
He got the stash, blowin' major cash
Ain’t worried 'bout the cost
Gettin' money

my wins and cut the losses
Took a lot of grind see what it cost us
But I'm too locked in to ever lock up
I'm working overtime I gotta over shine
This

but she won't ever settle, no
Uh, so I took her on a date or two
Mistakes, yeah I made a few
But being unavailable is more or less the cost, boo
Tend

prosper
I wanted to be like the drug dealers and the robbers
Fast cars and the jewelry will make you ponder
Costs too much to be a doctor, go get

gave more than a lil. 
The cost of living so high.
My people dying to live. 
I spit the truth when I rap. 
No wonder I never made it. 
The system was

a wedding ring
It’s only me tonight
I pray to GOD that I don’t have to cause a scene
I can get you wacked and it won’t cost a thing
I can’t settle don’t come

karat solid gold teardrops in my coffee
Look at what you cost me 
And I would leave it all in a heartbeat 
Found the lighter that you left in the car

they're over-sensitive and that sentiment sends 'em the wrong message
Fuck it, I need a tall beverage
But what's the cost of hoping when I lost my focus?

something that cost me 1.4 (boom)
Rockin' the kinda jewels they'll hold you at gunpoint for (haha)
Why you think my bitch look like she off the runway for?

on that designer tip
New fendi on my back on that Rihanna shit
New nike fuck a hat I'm on off white and shit
New chain it costs too much I need new glocks

The no-sleeper, it cost 'cause L's loss
Go deeper, than Boss before she fell off
Please medication, for sleep deprivation
Eyes blinking, I stay awake
And I'm

homie Austin
He took the drugs ain’t know what it would cost him
I done lost people I love in the most horrific ways
Fentanyl inside pills, gunshots, car

But the more i take the worst I feel 
And still I'm this lost young boy
Tryna keep from pulling straps
And squeezing toys
Where I'm from the cost i cant

recunoaște realu' d-asta pot să mă jur că nu te recunosc
Un fan a spus odată o treabă c-ar trebui să mă protejați cu orice cost (ye)
Sunt ca maradona adică

hoes
I am straight to the cause

I'm in love with these hoes (le Quartier Rouge)
Sex is the boss
I know what it costs (Anvers)
She slam doors (?)

selfish hopes and dreams and the plans that I've made
All of my sin and the cost of it that had to be paid
All of it laid at the feet of the author of faith

off me
Foes callin', man, they still tryna off me
I circle 'round the second they cross me
Shittin' on 'em, I don't care what it cost me
Just spit it

girl house (woo)
She the one told you I'm that nigga
It never matter what that cost (nah)
Not even showing the bank card (woo)
Most of my homies is

the costs-more-than-six-dollars kind

Don't thank me for those twelve beers 'cause they're mine
I'll be nice and not say what I think
And I hope no one notices how much I drink

before I hit the ground
Why you still lookin' for that bitch? She in the lost and found
Forty thousand dollar grill, that's what it cost to smile
I

new dudes
So I'm here to fix the game, yea I got my tools
So I'ma take my time.
Stay on my grind
Before a feature costs a 100 better hit my line. 
I'm

Poppin' Percs, two 15s, call it thirty days (get it)
I was taught to get a bag, you gotta take a risk (gotta take a risk)
Two Cubans, one charm, cost a 80

Rick Owens inside my closet
Don't do Lacoste
I'm in a foreign country, foreign bitch
Don't care 'bout the cost
In the kitchen whipping still, yeah
I

top from Keisha
Yeah, you fuck with me, baby, it cost ya
I'm dripping, lil mama, I'm saucy
But a young nigga hot like a target
And these diamonds on me