RIBS

What’s the price to be in your destiny What’s the price to be in your destiny What’s the price to pay For me? Does it cost my right eye, left leg , right arm Does it cost my ribs? Does it cost my past, my future, my family, my kids? Does it cost to be the boss Does it cost to lead? I got the key I got it I open up the locket My treasure chest My treasure chest Inside my R I B S Heart I Need Protection From the parts that I flee best These L L C’s I know the margins I read text Some D S P gon try to bargain for stream checks Can’t B S me I done back tracked On a few things I won’t post about Bitch im 27 (Damn) They done laughed at How my mood swings When im not around This is real Late night When your family dying But you busy focused On the ribs poking How much time has passed While im busy hoping On a silent notice Does it cost my Mind Not the only nigga with day job preventing suicides like you and I Too cool to cry The music shit too do or die for me at times I love my fans I wish they loved themselves Right arm heavy on the helm Right foot never touch the brake Cause the right leg remember all too well Right eye busy wit the mileage Left eye way too high to tell Does it cost my right eye, left leg , right arm Does it cost my ribs? Does it cost my past, my future, my family, my kids? Pull up, I got a couple dollars for you Pull up, you got a couple dollars for me I said Pull up, I got a couple dollars for you Pull up, you got a couple dollars for me I said Pull up, you got a couple dollars for me I said Let’s spend it