 The cost of me doing business. My garden's here irrigated. Now I'm too player to know me. Guess how the fuck I was coping. Finally sober. And it's just another layer of lonely. Niggas retrace steps to my home. So I keep laces the closest. I told mama I need new chrome. She think I'm playing a joke. And I told her that I'm on my second. Watch some change in her knowing.