Cost 2 It Lyrics

You wanna leave you got my blessing I ain't never gonna hold you

Tell a lie then tell the truth it make me wish I never told you

Even when I'm tryna strike I keep my gun inside my holster

Y'all think chrisean rock crazy? My old bitch like a boulder

Every bitch I had before I used to try pass to the bro'nem

Every bitch I had before the reason why I'm getting colder

Everybody wanna cry on me I been running out of shoulders

I found out somebody fucked and now it feel like I don't know her

She keep saying that I'm ignorant I'm on some different shit

All my other bitches super clipped they on some pick me shit

We riding round black foreigns, pimped out, inconspicuous

She acting freaky on the phone in person she ain't with the shits

I want paper, pussy, power

I came up off PPP

I put all the guys on bred

I'm the neighborhood CP3

I ran it up, I spent it all

Fucked up the bred from EDD

I been tryin buy mom a house

She still apply for HOC

Won't ever play it like I'm rich

My grandma still get EBT

I started off fucking with pieces

We fucked up the CVVs

We skimp niggas when we serve em

These ain't KDs, these Kareems

She wanna leave then I ain't trippin

You know me I leave her be

What's the point of love if it come with a cost to it

With a cost to it

Said what's the point of love if it come with a cost to it

Then I don't wanna do it

You wanna leave you got my blessing I ain't never gonna hold you

Tell a lie then tell the truth it make me wish I never told you

Even when I'm tryna strike I keep my gun inside my holster

Y'all think chrisean rock crazy? My old bitch like a boulder

Every bitch I had before I used to try pass to the bro'nem

Every bitch I had before the reason why I'm getting colder

Everybody wanna cry on me I been running out of shoulders

I found out somebody fucked and now it feel like I don't know her

She keep saying that I'm ignorant I'm on some different shit

All my other bitches super clipped they on some pick me shit

We riding round black foreigns, pimped out, inconspicuous

She acting freaky on the phone in person she ain't with the shits

I want paper, pussy, power

I came up off PPP

I put all the guys on bred

I'm the neighborhood CP3

I ran it up, I spent it all

Fucked up the bred from EDD

I been tryin buy mom a house

She still apply for HOC

Won't ever play it like I'm rich

My grandma still get EBT

I started off fucking with pieces

We fucked up the CVVs

We skimp niggas when we serve em

These ain't KDs, these Kareems

She wanna leave then I ain't trippin

You know me I leave her be

What's the point of love if it come with a cost to it

With a cost to it

Said what's the point of love if it come with a cost to it

Then I don't wanna do it