Letras
Tell me how much
Love it cost
Tell me how much
Time involved
Down and out
We falling out
Phone is ringing
It ain't dialing out
Miss your lips
And I crave your style
Hug your hips
Girl I love your style
Fuck them other niggas
They ain't got no motion
Playing all gangsta
Tryna act like they working
Behind closed doors
These niggas really hurting
Notice that it's me
And it ain't no competition
Niggas just bored
They just beefing over bitches
Made it out the hood
I been getting to these riches
Mama call my phone
She say son
Something missing
Mama don't stress it
Overtime we gone fix it
Only speak on winners
When it's time for reminiscing
We was 4 deep
with them sticks
God my witness
Waiting for move
But we wasn't releasing a witness
Clear the whole sink
Like we tryna clean some dishes
Lumberjack the trees
Now them blocks having switches
Had to switch my team
Now they say I'm acting different
Point me in the direction
Tell me where I went wrong
Tell me how far I've come
Tell me why you're alone
Tell me how far it goes
Tell me why you leave home
Tell me why is this what you've chose
Tell me why your heart froze
Tell me how much love it cost
Tell me how much time involved
Down and out we falling out
Phone is ringing
It ain't dialing out
Miss your lips and I crave your style
Hug your hips and I love your style