King Toosii - what it cost lyrics

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King Toosii - what it cost lyrics

Intro] (Ayy, Rvssian) [Chorus] Yeah, talk to me nice or don't talk to me twice, I been in my bag Paranoid, I got PTSD, thirty in my mag I came from rags to riches, I ain't tryna go back to the rags My new lil' b*tch been tripping, I ain't really tryna be no dad I thought you seen it in me, I'm a star Won't switch the wrap, a ni**a switched the car I left the Earth and ended up on Mars, that mean I'm sitting next to the stars I thought you seen it on me, I got scars Rather be judged by twelve than be carried by six but I still won't see no bars I never knew tears was what it cost [Verse 1] I got a bad b*tch but don't need her I got a bad b*tch but'll leave her I hang with bakers like Anita And I had some bad dreams 'bout the reaper I just rock Off-White, not Adidas I just might Off-White my tuxedo These ni**as act, Danny DeVito I know she a freak b*tch with the Speedo, I'm givin' her I'm tryna run up them dividends She lost her mind if she think I'm gon' give her some Say she a fish in the pond, I'm a bigger one It don't take sh*t to go get a gun I made it out, I was just with the little one How you an activist and you ain't did enough? Pray to God 'bout my life then I live it up (Live it up, live it up) [Chorus] Yeah, talk to me nice or don't talk to me twice, I been in my bag (I been in my bag) Paranoid, I got PTSD, thirty in my mag (Thirty in my mag) I came from rags to riches, I ain't tryna go back to the rags (Back, back, back) My new lil' b*tch been tripping, I ain't really tryna be no dad I thought you seen it in me, I'm a star Won't switch the wrap, a ni**a switched the car I left the Earth and ended up on Mars, that mean I'm sitting next to the stars I thought you seen it on me, I got scars Rather be judged by twelve than be carried by six but I still won't see no bars I never knew tears was what it cost [Verse 2] I hit it one time with no cutter Switchin' b*tches like switching whips, ni**a fu*kin' See me with another b*tch, I'm up to something See you with the opps, we catch 'em, get to dumpin', he in the past I put lil' bro and n'em on his ass Cartier, thought this would be my last Took a year, ran it up, and I did it fast I put the losses with the wins Introduced bosses to my friends Introduced friends to the bosses so we all could be bosses at the end Took the b*tch from a seven, turned her to a ten Now the b*tch want a big bag with no glint I knew the world was fu*ked, I fu*ked a stripper b*tch, seen the condom pop and then she grinned, damn [Chorus] Yeah, talk to me nice or don't talk to me twice, I been in my bag (In my bag) Paranoid, I got PTSD, thirty in my mag I came from rags to riches, I ain't tryna go back to the rags My new lil' b*tch been tripping, I ain't really tryna be no dad I thought you seen it in me, I'm a star Won't switch the wrap, a ni**a switched the car I left the Earth and ended up on Mars, that mean I'm sitting next to the stars I thought you seen it on me, I got scars Rather be judged by twelve than be carried by six but I still won't see no bars I never knew tears was what it cost

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