"Cost Of Fame" lyrics
Been caught in the game
What would I loose to get this money
What is the cost of fame
And over you I choose the money
What is the cost of chains
I just been caught in the game
The streets done cause me all off this pain
Shoutout my grandma she knew I would make it
Momma you doubt and felt like I went crazy
I just feel like I don't care
I just might shoot in the air
Just cause it sound like a snare
My whole neighbourhood scared
I'm bout to pop in them drugs
And your homie in my lungs
And your homie in my blunt
With your bitch I'm in her [?]
If you hit it you can keep it
She can't even keep a secret
Pillow talking she the menace
My money loud and its speaking
I'm off a molly I'm peaking
I'm bout to kill for no reason
Somebody give me a reason
Fuck it, I'm bout [?]
LV, and it mix with Celine
Baby hit the pole and bring it to me
Baby rob your man and give it to me
[?], where is the key?
I told my momma "Don't worry, I'm good
I'm posting right in the hood"
You on the couch and your bitch pay the bills
I don't even think that I could
Put my pride aside forget bout the opps
I don't even think that I would
I just been chilling and stacking my gwap
He prolly thinking he good
Till I pop out in his ass with a mop
He will be with his friends, he good
He will be with his ends, he good
He just pretends he drugs
What would I loose to get this money
What is the cost of fame
And over you I choose the money
What is the cost of chains
I just been caught in the game
The streets done cause me all off this pain
Shoutout my grandma she knew I would make it
Momma you doubt and felt like I went crazy
I just feel like I don't care
I just might shoot in the air
Just cause it sound like a snare
My whole neighbourhood scared
I'm bout to pop in them drugs
And your homie in my lungs
And your homie in my blunt
With your bitch I'm in her [?]
What would I loose to get this money
What is the cost of fame
And over you I choose the money
What is the cost of chains
I just been caught in the game
The streets done cause me all off this pain
Shoutout my grandma she knew I would make it
Momma you doubt and felt like I went crazy
I just feel like I don't care
I just might shoot in the air
Just cause it sound like a snare
My whole neighbourhood scared
I'm bout to pop in them drugs
And your homie in my lungs
And your homie in my blunt
With your bitch I'm in her [?]
If you hit it you can keep it
She can't even keep a secret
Pillow talking she the menace
My money loud and its speaking
I'm off a molly I'm peaking
I'm bout to kill for no reason
Somebody give me a reason
Fuck it, I'm bout [?]
LV, and it mix with Celine
Baby hit the pole and bring it to me
Baby rob your man and give it to me
[?], where is the key?
I told my momma "Don't worry, I'm good
I'm posting right in the hood"
You on the couch and your bitch pay the bills
I don't even think that I could
Put my pride aside forget bout the opps
I don't even think that I would
I just been chilling and stacking my gwap
He prolly thinking he good
Till I pop out in his ass with a mop
He will be with his friends, he good
He will be with his ends, he good
He just pretends he drugs
What would I loose to get this money
What is the cost of fame
And over you I choose the money
What is the cost of chains
I just been caught in the game
The streets done cause me all off this pain
Shoutout my grandma she knew I would make it
Momma you doubt and felt like I went crazy
I just feel like I don't care
I just might shoot in the air
Just cause it sound like a snare
My whole neighbourhood scared
I'm bout to pop in them drugs
And your homie in my lungs
And your homie in my blunt
With your bitch I'm in her [?]
