Lyrics:
woulda shoulda drop off from these feelings
Coulda woulda shoulda had pops through these dealings
But I'm off with these thots getting top with no bidness
empathy
Made sure that the centerpiece was you
Told me I was out of line, and I did too much
But I coulda been badder
Yeah, I coulda been cool
But I coulda
knowin' the seriousness of this and why I came
To Earth, feet first
I dare you lion tame to the beat of the drum
No questionin' to the session, I walk
knowin' the seriousness of this and why I came
To Earth, feet first
I dare you lion tame to the beat of the drum
No questionin' to the session, I walk
Imagine, imagine
If I coulda, brought it back
I wouldn't change a fucking thing
If I coulda, brought it back (yeah, yea yea yea yeah)
If I
locked for the sh*t that I did
That nigga a rat if he say he my dawg then you know that he taking a piss
You coulda die any day every day is the present
on Alabama
But one of these days I'm gonna swing
My hammer down
Away from this red dirt town
I'm gonna make a joyful sound
She grew up tall and she grew up
And the stars might fall on Alabama
But one of these days I'm gonna swing
My hammer down
Away from this red dirt town
I'm gonna make a joyful sound
She
on Alabama
But one of these days I'm gonna swing
My hammer down
Away from this red dirt town
I'm gonna make a joyful sound
She grew up tall and she grew up
"And the stars might fall on Alabama
But one of these days I'm gonna swing
My hammer down"
Away from this red dirt town
I'm gonna make a joyful
"And the stars might fall on Alabama
But one of these days I'm gonna swing
My hammer down"
Away from this red dirt town
I'm gonna make a joyful
done this, I coulda done that
But I know I can't go back
?Cause now it's just too late
I'm sayin' shoulda woulda coulda, yeah
I can tell by
Chorus:
I coulda been a banger, coulda been dead
Coulda woulda shoulda
But I’m layin in my bed.
I coulda ran away , I coulda chose to quit
But you
Uh huh, who that who that
Coulda been a blood, coulda been a crip
Coulda caught a slug OT on the strip
Coulda did a dime, probably gotten more
But I
out by these weeds
Until the point that I'm thinking that the weed is all I need
To breath
Living po’ when you gotta gift
Don't really make any kinda
Coulda never reach you now you tryna tap in
Oh you heard that I'm a lit ass fuckin' rapper
This ain't Gucci but groovy I'm so dapper
Always lying making
All I wanted was some dick
And conversation on occasion
I was never tryna cuff
Guess my intentions went amiss
Or you did too much contemplation
Why
The Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer of the Roc
I take my chain, my 15 seconds of fame
And come back next year with the whole fucking game
Ain't nobody expect
Paid 90 for my grill and lost it, that's why I ain't smilin' (damn)
You got Sean, you got Hit, you got Grizz, Kash Dolla
Paint you red, throw you in
I'm one man
I just did it for my mom, finna do it for my dad
And I ain't even sell my soul, imagine what I coulda got for that
I made something out
Taylor, that coulda been she
On God yo that coulda been he
Damn, Damn
Yo that coulda been me, on God yo that coulda been me
Yo look
I thought they said
All I wanna do is crash that corn
But same way, I wanna make money too (Bubush)
M3nace man coulda done that drill on my own
But I still done that
shoulda done better
I coulda done better, I coulda done better
I shoulda done better, I shoulda done better
For what its worth, it doesn't hurt this time
I
Where were you when I needed you the most
Back it up
Don't try to lie everybody knows
I'll do my best, I confess
There's some shit that I woulda did
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