Would’ve Been

Lyrics

[Intro:] Yeah, yeah, Roc town baby Uh huh, yeah, chyeah [Verse 1: Emilio Rojas] I got a lot of complaints, I got a lot on my plate but shit, I'm eatin' I could've been wet up or drownin' in that deep end Could've been workin' a job, hurtin' my pride It could've been worse but I'm determined to thrive I ain't educated in colleges, financial aid, ain't no scholarships I did all I could, even though I'm fatherless I worked for it, so bleedin' for it don't bother us I'm a masochist, that mean joy and pain is synonymous I've seen a lot of shit go down in my younger days People double over from hunger pains and I wasn't phased I'm from a place where pedophiles fuck the underaged When a child pregnant, they all runnin' the other way Could have been my sister, I would've caught a fuckin' case Cause a body bag the only way to put that scum away But I'mma motivate my folks to put the drugs away I ain't judgin', I'm just showin' there's another way [Hook: Fred The Godson & Emilio Rojas] Imagine what I could've been Six feet where you would've been Could've been lookin' at the pen But I just took it to the pen, when, when Imagine what I could've been But instead, I imagine what they couldn't get Now every day I live a dream, every day a different scene If everything is what it seems [Verse 2:] Y'all see the way I rap, flow behind them bars I could've been right behind them bars Girls in Bahamas in pajamas all livin' Could've been in back of hoopties, gettin' the car driven Or ridin' round lookin' for you, on the crib With a key, your bitch cookin' it too Imagine that, use my father's gun Bullets criss-cross, kill you with my daddy mack I ain't have to rap tracks spittin' pain Could've kept serving fiends, seen the tracks in they veins I'm from the grounds raised in hell anyway Nothing to lose, they said I would fail anyway I was empty except for the first 3rd and the 15th But still the odds was against me What do you do when you the oldest out of six Know if I wasn't flowin', I be loaing up that clip I was lucky to put the snob away Happy god showed me that it was another way I was lucky to put the snob away Happy god showed me that it was another way [Hook: Fred The Godson & Emilio Rojas] Imagine what I could've been Six feet where you would've been Could've been lookin' at the pen But I just took it to the pen, when, when Imagine what I could've been But instead, I imagine what they couldn't get Now every day I live a dream, every day a different scene If everything is what it seems