Sean Cole - Costly Lyrics

I'm too busy living my dreams
Can't worry about sleep
Yeah
When I was down
Yeah
When I was down
When I was down baby
When I was down baby
You stuck around baby
You stuck around
You stuck around
You stuck around
Too busy chasing my dreams
To be worried about sleep
I ma go get it
No matter What it cost me
When I'm off these drugs
You can hear my soul speak
Now we blowing racks
Why they mad baby
When I was down
You could of left baby
Now we blowing racks
Why they mad baby
A Bad bitch getting money
What's realer then that
Now we blowing racks
Why they mad baby
Too busy chasing my dreams
To be worried about sleep
I ma go get it
No matter What it cost me
When I'm off these drugs
You can hear my soul speak
Now we blowing racks
Why they mad baby
When I was down
You could of left baby
Now we blowing racks
Why they mad baby
A Bad bitch getting money
What's realer then that
Bad bitch getting money
What's realer then that
Rydaa
Are you Rydaa
Are you Rydaa
Yeah
Are you Rydaaa
Sean Cole
Yeah
I swear
I swear
They don't deserve
To get this money here with me
Ayy Ayy
They don't deserve
To Hit the mall and Splurge with me
You know we ball
Everyday we on a Shopping spree
I'm spending hunnit
For Everyone that frontit on me
Yeah
When I down bay stuck with me
Shorty hustla
So she hustle with me
You knew a nigga before The money
It's only right You spend it all with me
I love my squad
We go
Money before these hoes
She wanna pop it
I'm throwing mo
She know a nigga
Got money to blow Blow
Too busy chasing my dreams
To be worried about sleep
I ma go get it
No matter What it cost me
When I'm off these drugs
You can hear my soul speak
Now we blowing racks
Why they mad baby
When I was down
You could of left baby
Now we blowing racks
Why they mad baby
A Bad bitch getting money
What's realer then that
Now we blowing racks
Why they mad baby
Too busy chasing my dreams
To be worried about sleep
I ma go get it
No matter What it cost me
When I'm off these drugs
You can hear my soul speak
Now we blowing racks
Why they mad baby
I'm ma real one
She's a Rare one
I'm ma hold it down
Shorty hold it down
Shorty want to f*ck with a real one
That all she know
I got all this paper
And I don't mind if we blow it
Back then
They ain't f*ck with me
Now I can't get them off of me
Shout out my day ones
Only ones that stuck with me
We hit the club and throw it
Might leave this bitch
With your shorty
Take her right back
Where we started
Sold her a couple drugs
Now she's saying she's in love with me
Too busy chasing my dreams
To be worried about sleep
I ma go get it no matter
What it cost me
When I'm off these drugs
You can hear my soul speak
Now we blowing racks
Why they mad baby
When I was down
You could of left baby
Now we blowing racks
Why they mad baby
A Bad bitch getting money
What's realer then that
Now we blowing racks
Why they mad baby
Too busy chasing my dreams
To be worried about sleep
I ma go get it
No matter What it cost me
When I'm off these drugs
You can hear my soul speak
Now we blowing racks
Why they mad baby