The Cost
Takumi, why have you been avoiding me so much lately?
Did I do something wrong?
Or was it maybe something I said?
I'm going crazy thinking about it
You didn't do anything
Then what's wrong?
Nothing is wrong
Something is obviously bothering you
Suddenly you're Mr. Distant
Good luck with your buddy in the Mercedes
Now leave me the hell alone
I let the ice water flood from out the cabinets
They was lyin' if they told you I was heaven sent
You see bloody pages all on my own bucket list
Now I really miss the days when I was innocent
Now I crank up my 240 then I let it sit
Now I smoke a few blunts while I'm lookin' at it
Yeah, he pulled next to me because he hear the engine
Mr. Fujiwara told me, let him have it
I pulled off on the line and he ain't know what happened
All these niggas still with the whack acting
See, I'ma tell the truth until my jaws crackin'
Is that girl a slut, or is she just free and happy?
I guess it all depends on you, and who do you, is just for you
All we wanna do is hide the pain we find unbearable
I'd rather let this seven blade cut me loose
Then sit onto this earth without my weed gettin' high
Whoever wanna cut me, let me see you
You cowards in the shadows shakin' up while I walk through
I don't wanna talk, no one to talk to
And I don't wanna talk 'cause I don't need to
You see Mr. Fujiwara in the dark too
I see me in my old room, in a gloss suit
You think a lie can ease the pain, but that's gon' cost you
'Cause it ain't nothin' here for free except the awful
Bitch
No, how did he find out?
Did I do something wrong?
Or was it maybe something I said?
I'm going crazy thinking about it
You didn't do anything
Then what's wrong?
Nothing is wrong
Something is obviously bothering you
Suddenly you're Mr. Distant
Good luck with your buddy in the Mercedes
Now leave me the hell alone
I let the ice water flood from out the cabinets
They was lyin' if they told you I was heaven sent
You see bloody pages all on my own bucket list
Now I really miss the days when I was innocent
Now I crank up my 240 then I let it sit
Now I smoke a few blunts while I'm lookin' at it
Yeah, he pulled next to me because he hear the engine
Mr. Fujiwara told me, let him have it
I pulled off on the line and he ain't know what happened
All these niggas still with the whack acting
See, I'ma tell the truth until my jaws crackin'
Is that girl a slut, or is she just free and happy?
I guess it all depends on you, and who do you, is just for you
All we wanna do is hide the pain we find unbearable
I'd rather let this seven blade cut me loose
Then sit onto this earth without my weed gettin' high
Whoever wanna cut me, let me see you
You cowards in the shadows shakin' up while I walk through
I don't wanna talk, no one to talk to
And I don't wanna talk 'cause I don't need to
You see Mr. Fujiwara in the dark too
I see me in my old room, in a gloss suit
You think a lie can ease the pain, but that's gon' cost you
'Cause it ain't nothin' here for free except the awful
Bitch
No, how did he find out?
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Writer(s): Xavier Beard
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