Cost Me a Lot

J. Cole

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    What can I?
    It's cost me a lot
    It's cost me a lot
    It's cost me a lot
    It's cost me a lot
    It's cost me a lot
    It's cost me a lot

    Just one of them days
    A nigga feel like flossin'
    A stone cold stunna, victim steve austin
    Cool as drew breeze, I'm blowing a few g's
    Just to hear them hoes say he's awesome
    He's awful, yeah remember when ya fronted on me
    Pulled up beisde me in that big body and stunted on me
    Or when the bouncer just announced
    That it was bottle service only

    Then he kicked me out the line, yeah he punted on me
    Well look I'm back bitch, back with an attitude
    Buying out the bar, cause I feel like this the shit I gotta prove
    Last year the cashier told me my card was not approved
    Now I'm tipping the server a hundred to show my gratitude
    Easy, told you I'd be back baby, I guess you ain't believe me
    Now I'm living just like the niggas you see on tv
    Vip feeling like this club oughta thank me
    I hit the bar just so y'all can see I'm ballin', hd

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    (It's cost me a lot)
    Big chains, big whips with wood grain
    (It's cost me a lot)
    My God, my watch make momma think someone might rob
    (It's cost me a lot)
    Fast life and till the gas light
    Copped the type of shit you couldn't get at half price
    (It's cost me a lot)
    Look but don't touch motherfucker, think twice
    (It's cost me a lot)

    Now I don't love no material things
    But I'm in love with the feelings they bring
    I got em like damn (how, how, how he do that)
    Damn (how, how, how, how he do that)
    Now I don't love no material things
    But I'm in love with the feelings they bring
    I got em like damn (how, how, how he do that)
    Damn (how, how, how, how he do that)

    Uh, knee deep in the game, my chain heavy
    Somebody get the pilot and ask "is the plane ready?"
    To handle all the weight on my shoulders we taking off
    Don't wanna meet aaliyah but yet I can't take it off
    Cause how I'm supposed to shine without the proper bling
    Remember when I did a show with waka flocka flame

    Felt naked cause the boy rocked about a thousand chains
    Guess we rock a lot of ice cause we got a lot of pain
    That's 5 hundred years of selling, I'm tryna tell em
    Jacob the jeweller is cooler now he a felon
    Jay put a stamp on the nigga but wouldn't nail him
    If he could'ntsell him, so what that tell him huh?

    My chain heavy and my bitches look very thorough
    Must be the money like dealing with the jerry curl
    White range, call that motherfucker larry bird
    I got em hanging on every word

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