Could've Had It All

Lyrics

[Chorus: Adele] The scars of your love remind me of us They keep me thinkin' that we almost had it all The scars of your love, they leave me breathless I can't help feeling We could've had it all [Verse 1: Quinn XCII] When I step in the room The club go crazy The lights come on But I gotta stay true Don't let my mind go lazy Booty shaking on my song for a little bit of cash Pull out my dick, I'm riding Call me Rambo Stallone See them white girls love it Their girlfriends scream like "Music!" Should've jammed on my own Thinking of what I gotta say to show that I'm a humble artist I'ma dream the farthest So long to my relatives Think a waste of time's what I'm doing You a lame ass rapper, go home Man fuck that Rain man, beats go dumber Real talk when the hood don't come up Roll time with that window down You gon' hear me now Like what up, say now What you mean that my shit pop? Radio jams, girl this not On the grind, cause we back for more It's like Macklemore In my thrift shop We do it one time for the haters that'll make us Do a lay up, or we dunk it down So we stretch Paul up What's the hold up? Fruit roll ups in the back seat drunk and outta control In the motherland So we got all night, on the other hand Girl, where your other man? Old bay, and we rocking true I might chop the roof It's top down like Convertibles Do Real shit, hommie let it go Two step, salt and pepper with oregano Step in your dorm, they humming my sound Chilling with blonde girls Dumbing it down [Chorus: Adele] The scars of your love remind me of us They keep me thinkin' that we almost had it all The scars of your love, they leave me breathless I can't help feeling We could've had it all Rolling in the deep You had my heart inside of your hands And you played it to the beat [Hook: Adele] Throw your soul through every open door Count your blessings to find what you look for Turn my sorrow into treasured gold You'll pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow [Verse 2: Quinn XCII] Now bump this shit like you know the words That all my vocab big All talk till I hit them verbs You see, just throw this cig Done with all of that puff and blow Better man But you huff and broke Hanging lines up where nothing goes And you're way behind another MC Tell that your grinding See the whole damn thing be larger When you got fans backing your movement And we all get a little taste of the fame When your friend blows up and he styling Working all night You don't see him leaving it alone and stressed out With the best out Coming alive we improve in sound With the violins and the alarm clock They waking me up when the hums stop And I mean that shit, no lie We living the moment and day Banging NWA Not in my city, no way Ride in your city we play all day Step in your dorm they humming my sounds Chilling with blonde girls Dumbing it down [Chorus: Adele] The scars of your love remind me of us They keep me thinkin' that we almost had it all The scars of your love, they leave me breathless I can't help feeling We could've had it all Rolling in the deep You had my heart inside of your hands And you played it to the beat