Artist: PeeWee Longway Album: Mr. Blue Benjamin Song: It Cost to Be Me Typed by: AZ Lyrics She asked me how a young nigga play with the drugs need bandz make you live dis good she asked me why a young nigga name in the streets need he keep it so hood She ain't never seen a nigga like me around the club Saying I want a nigga that's cool She hear bitching and bossing, want a guy that'll take her out the hood It cost to be like me It costs to be a boss livin good It cost to be a nigga like me It costs to be a boss livin good It cost to be a nigga like me It costs to be a baller in the hood Gt my picture house and a loft in the wood [?] Frostie's so fossie, I love it when she do it Looking like bossy, she catch her way good Long way so slashing, I put it on wood Trapping Obresse and I change them like lightning Lightning's ok, what you mean she not like it? She ain't never seen a nigga like me Cruising with stooges, with stupid hair watches Flipping a preacher like sticking hair botches It ain't ok if ya'll loose it like me Skeet on her titty, too freaky for me I can go pinch her, she feeling Louie Yeah, it cost to be like me Even impostors can [?] at me Small like a roster when I role O.G Chickens on pasta's when me and Milos feast Even no mud monster analyze me Pop the kind of bill for a nigga like me I wanna trump, I send Sundays with wheat It cost to be like me. No way! Yes, yeah, I know, the nigga came passing on drugs Like he living cool. She asked me why ya'll niggas hanging in the street and why Little Peewee looking so good? She have never seen a nigga like me around the club Saying I want a nigga that's cool She hear bitching and bossing, want a guy that'll take her out the hood Yeah, it cost to be like me It costs to be a baller in the hood It cost to be a nigga like me It costs to be a baller in the hood I have never seen a nigga like me Wave for her like a meal without a turkey they're not serving me Fuck a nigga mean, it can never be me He giggling Obresse and I'm giggling O.G Different between you and me, my G I'm from out the Bricks, and you from out the suburbs I can fucking dunk a bitch and you can try to love her You are to different, my bro I really wish you were my neighbor Like no one other, you be my destiny love Bitch, I'm a boss and I'm fucking your freaking head It costs to be a real deal boss and nigga Colossal living, you ought to go, diddles Pass on biz, I got more, I got more It ain't no pressure on this case She upper excellence, nigga so fabulous Just thought you know best, she don't look at me though She's from West Chrissam, she met Michael J My bitch from Bermuda, she know that she's bad Look on yur computer, long way [?] Audio 7, it came with a hash bag I keep it to it, the streets a fuckin' nightmare I came, I don't trench a slinger an eight of crack Yes, yeah, I know, the nigga came passing on drugs Like he living cool She asked me why ya'll niggas hanging in the street and why Little Peewee looking so good? She have never seen a nigga like me around the club Saying I want a nigga that's cool She hear bitching and bossing, want a guy that'll take her out the hood Yeah, it cost to be like me It costs to be a baller in the hood It cost to be a nigga like me It costs to be a baller in the hood