The Cost

The realest nigga walking this earth
Pray i walk up in the church before i'm there in a hearse
Hitting stains gotta get it for i lay in the dirt
Hitting trees like ravens i was rolling the purp
I was 16 first time wit cuffs on my arms
No fear in my heart but saw the stress in my moms
Like i gotta get it right before i'm here wit no bond
I got out that same night was hitting cribs until dawn
Yea pole on me all up in yo House no MD
Cabrini Green mindset feeling like a MC
But now they sorta love me ima MC
Now let me take you back to days off 10-3
109th and eberhart remember the days
Use to fuck this bitch off Vernon i remember the ways
She used to look at me in high school caught in a daze
She like boy you glo'd up but shit i never changed
Fuck a change shit i'm tryna see a 100 mill
So i m hit the streets deep with a 100 meals
But niggas want me dead cause i'm really from the field
But some my niggas throw the 4 and they a shoot to kill
They ain't the opposition they just hating our positions
I take the negatives and turn it to a composition
Ain't bending over for the charts like the competition
Not a dollar for my soul that's the cost of living