Fi'yah - The Cost lyrics

[Hook] You will never know how much it took for me to be here I left so much behind just so I can be here A lot of pain a lot of waiting, tryna live my dream It's obvious why they aiming on me They won't understand my hustle they won't understand my grind Explaining it will be wasting my time They won't understand my hustle they won't understand my grind Explaining it will be wasting my time [Verse 1] Young prince turned to a king, shaping up my flow like a cup of protein Just a young king in war with a dream, walking through America like prince Akeem Chasing for that paper, tryna get that green An adequate amount is all I need, rats appear when u talk about cheese I'm cool might wanna roll down yo sleeves Close ya eyes and picture this College kid tryna ball without a**ist (Steve Nash) Shooting for a dream, hoping that he don't miss Hip-Hop history, he just tryna make the list That's me O.G. F-I-Y-A-H I'm in this place make me some space Never copy and paste, I follow my pace I'm in this race and I ain't stoppin' till I get first place Don't understand? Get up out my face [Hook] [Verse 2] Pouring Hennessy in my cup, tryna get rid of the pain From Mississippi there is only so much you can gain So I stay in my own lane, don't really care for fame But when your hot everybody gotta know your name She call me tinman that's cuz she don't understand I been in love before not tryna do that again Well atleast for the moment, I just wanna f** em all Get em down in the draws f** em right then they a lost cause Never falling off like Steve's overalls Family matter, when I need help I call I guess they won't understand It takes a sacrifice to become a real man [Hook] [Verse 3] Lately things been moving at a fast pace Big dreams I need a bigger pillow case Jesus walks devil stalks, paying for my mistakes (watch my back) Tryna figure out thy cost hope it ain't too late Wait wait gotta tie my shoe lace And get back to the route so I can win this race Slept on the world, woke up between life's legs Holding on trying not to fall off the edge All in or nothing, that's my only pledge Sacrificing my time, just to get that bread Like pigeon sh**, my sh** gon drop unexpected Left God a voice mail, I hope it was collected Waiting for my shot I'm loading ammunition Fathered these n***as I'm hip-hops pediatrician Not worried about the cost, Gotta sacrifice to become the boss [Hook] My time, my time, my time, my time