Cost To Win

[Intro]
Yeah

[Chorus]
How much it cost to win? That’s what I’m trying to pay
I pay attention to yo actions, not just what you just say
The word around is that I move a certain type of way
I went from broke to the rich homie, they feel some type of way, yeah
I tell them people, feel how they feel
I ain’t focused on that fake shit, I’m focused on what’s real
And my heart done got so cold, a nigga starting to catch the chills
And my life really a movie, y’all just only see the stills

[Verse 1]
Internet been getting niggas whacked, mhm
He wanted smoke and turned into a pack, mhm
City so crazy, niggas say it’s like Iraq, mhm
Babies getting shot and cars getting jack, mhm
Wе in fucked up conditions
Trying to find a way out, want a better living
Hard to find a safе route, way too much killing
'Bout to have to have stake out and start plotting on these millions

[Verse 2]
I was living in the basement, now I’m top floor of my building
24 hour security, I did that for my children
Got too much to lose, I’m too mature to do that dissin’
I’m worried about the gang, I ain’t worried about these niggas
Ain’t worried bout no fame, I’m too focused on the billions
Finessing every contract, I’m legend with the dealings
I did too many concerts, you know I made a ticket
It’s easy to make that money but shit get harder when you spend it
Scared money don’t make money, so I ain’t afraid to spend it
Might have some regrets but if I did it then I did it
Always going missing, so just treat me like you miss me
Come correct 'cause with that bullshit, you can miss me

[Bridge]
Yeah, I’ve been moving so fast, you might miss me
I’ve been moving so fast, you might miss me
Yeah, I be moving lowkey, they trying to figure out who is he
I’ve been moving so fast, you might miss me

[Chorus]
How much it cost to win? That’s what I’m trying to pay
I pay attention to yo actions, not just what you just say
The word around is that I move a certain type of way
I went from broke to the rich homie, they feel some type of way, yeah
I tell them people, feel how they feel
I ain’t focused on that fake shit, I’m focused on what’s real
And my heart done got so cold, a nigga starting to catch the chills
And my life really a movie, y’all just only see the stills