[Chorus]
Don’t worry bout the cost my dear
Just blow it all
Too much stress in ya life
You need to blow it off
Sunroof on 95
We supposed to be dead by 25
But it could be worse
It could be worse for ya love
It could be worse
It could be worse
It could be worse for the both of us

[Verse 1]
See you
You was the good type
Ya moms and pops married
And you lived the good life
The House on the hill
I used to wonder how does it feel
Spent nights without a meal n***a
I’m tryna get that meal ticket
Even though it’s been some years shit I’d
Still hit it
Most importantly a n***a still living
Remembеr when I used to walk you home
Lil n***a prank calling ya phonе
Plus late nights on the oovoo
Then you moved to a new school
Number 1 on my top 8
My picture on MySpace
Married on Facebook
New verse
The same hook
Still love how your face look
I’ll never forget
Senior year summer
I really thought I loved ya
Back seat fucking
While you curving ya cousin
Took a long time to admit that we was crushing
Took a long time to admit that we was nothing
[Chorus]
Don’t worry bout the cost my dear
Just blow it all
Too much stress in ya life
You need to blow it off
Sunroof on 95
We supposed to be dead by 25
But it could be worse
It could be worse for ya love
It could be worse
It could be worse
It could be worse for the both of us

[Verse 2]
Now I got your attention
Wonder what your mission is
Escorts for businessman
You focused on your dividends
Party with your woman friends
I wonder do you reminisce
Times feeling limitless
The way you took my innocence
Love the way your brown skin glows
Love the curls in it too
Thought about ya all day long
My mind only has space for you
Our love was like a different level
Used to water your stems
Skin
Rose pedals
You was like the root to my seed
Birds and the bees
You used to be the heart on my sleeve
I used to smoke blacks with you
Never understood why I did that with you
Cruise a lil bit and blow this pack a lil
But she broke down on me like my Acura