Cozmo:

Intro: Tell me if ain’t true, Yea it’s crazy what the fame do
They take a loss and them cats they (will) try to blame you
They say don’t let the money change you, the vibe was different when I came thru look what it came too

Verse:
Been certified, all my hustles diversified. Before I ever served a pie I was on the curb with dimes like I had an urge to die in these urban times
Barrel on the Mac, cock it back like it’s circumcised
Packs in route, smoke heavy till I’m passin out
Spill my guts still in some shit I’d never rap about
Ever since I was young I kept me a steady hustle, my OG homie taught me how to make Betty double
And till this day I’m blessed I ain’t been killed yet, grinding my whole life and I ain’t seen a couple Mil yet
Never had a threesome I don’t know how that feel yet but in the streets I’m a real Vet with a real Rep
Tony Montana minus the Scarface
Al Pachino times Nino, feds on the car chase
Money in the duffle got the bricks in the hard case and
I ain’t scared of jail cause time is something we all waste

Chrorus:
Look at what it came to
What the money and the fame do
Tell me it ain’t true
Look at what it came to
What the money and the game do
Naw tell me it ain’t you
Look at what it came to
Look at what it came to
Look at what it came to

Berner:
“It’s the truth though, Coz what up”

Verse:

In my Benz sick from watchin friends switch
Let a hater choke on ten dicks while we get rich
When I came through you see what the game do the homies want a taste too
Television full of bullshit it just ain’t true
Damn it feel good to still eat with the same crew, they go broke and fall off and wanna blame you (Why?)
Camouflaged Glock, eight clips if it pop off
Baggin up work till 6am and it’s not soft
No prints on the Vac Seal
Yea he act real but really he’s a snitch he just got his man killed
Modern day Joaquin, yea we really got cream
Keep yo circle tight don’t end up on the wrong team (don’t do it)
Don’t be another lost dream
Two hundred fifty what the pinky ring cost me (a quarter mil)
Look how they end up when they cross me
Bunch of bottom feeders think they Bern but they not me

Chorus/Outro:
Look at what it came to
What the money and the fame do
Tell me it ain’t true
Look at what it came to
What the money and the game do
Naw tell me it ain’t you
Look at what it came to

Look at what it came to
Look at what it came to