What If?

Lyrics

[Intro: Rucci] What if if was an if? What if? What if everybody was real, nobody was fake? What if, like, it was no social media? What would you do? [Verse 1: Rucci] What if me and bro did a song right before he died? What if '03 was free and Nipsey was alive? What if me and what's-his-name put our bullshit aside? Donny in jail, Junior snitched, who gon' carry the fire? [Chorus: Rucci] What if I never started rappin' and my mama was broke? What if I never got that call that my nigga was gone? What if I bought that big chain and didn't buy me a home? What if I said fuck y'all 'cause I'm feelin' alone? Ayy, what if if was a fifth or a pint of that drank? What if I said, "Fuck rap, I'ma slide with the gang"? Buy a house in the hood, I'll reside where I hang Ayy, what if I, what if you, what if we never met? What if if was a blunt? I'ma smokе it to the neck What if I wasn't real and I ain't carе about respect? [Verse 2: Rucci] They like, "Rucci all in public, he don't care" Knowin' when I hit Starbucks, them people gon' stare Expensive locations I don't never, ever share Expensive outfits I don't never, ever wear (Talk to 'em) Keep my royalties to myself, I just mind my business I just love to be by myself, proud of how I'm livin' Put some racks up for my son 'cause he gon' be gifted Motherfuck gifted, he gon' be great, he gon' be that nigga (Ryder) What if my little brother didn't survive that headshot? Real shit, what if I didn't have a step-pops? I don't say much, he taught me a lot and that's the truth What if Bossman never picked me up and put me in that booth? [Chorus: Rucci & RJMrLA] What if I never started rappin' and my mama was broke? What if I never got that call that my nigga was gone? What if I bought that big chain and didn't buy me a home? What if I said fuck y'all 'cause I'm feelin' alone? Ayy, what if if was a fifth or a pint of that drank? What if I said, "Fuck rap, I'ma slide with the gang"? Buy a house in the hood, I'll reside where I hang Ayy, what if I, what if you, what if we never met? What if if was a blunt? I'ma smoke it to the neck (I'ma smoke it to the neck, to the neck) What if I wasn't real and I ain't care about respect? (Ayy) [Verse 3: RJMrLA] What if Chops never knew Mustard? What if I ain't have a pops that was a true hustler? And I was in my old spot with some new customers What if I got hit from them shots that just chewed the comforter? What if God was to deny my entrance? (Where I'm going?) What if I die and I repeat? I'd end it (I'd be like, "RJ, don't put that in the air, nigga, don't, don't be sayin' all that") What if I get them season tickets courtside? What if I'm sittin' front row on award nights? What if I blew up and we boosted my tour price? Fade back like Boosie and I'd board flights Yeah, me and my killers What if I ain't have a platform? How I'm gon' perform with my killers? Ayy, what if I ain't have rap to help me let it go? What if I ain't have rap and I just got it off the floor? What if I had the facts on how the homie got smoked? What if I wasn't Black and I ain't grow up poor? Nigga, what if I had a dollar for every time I heard that? [Outro: RJMrLA] Lil' ma threw out a player and I never heard back What if I never met the homies? Know, my nigga Mike, my nigga Kevin and shit Like, what if we never met Slim, man? What if Slim was alive? What if I ain't have my brother to believe in me? What if I ain't have my kids to push me? Shoutout to all my dead homies All the ones locked up What it pussy wasn't so good? Would niggas be beefin'? My favorite thing, that bro always wanted, like, to make sure that everybody good You feel me? Or even before himself, he'd make sure, like, you feel me? He'd make sure I'm good before he'd make sure he good Or just always checkin' in on me, call me Feel me? Just make a nigga feel like he, like, wanted Like, feel me? To be around and all that type of shit That nigga, like, real genuine when it come to, like, taking care of people and everybody Everybody go through shit When you goin' through somethin' and stressed out, close your eyes for ten seconds and realize how blessed you is to be able to open them motherfuckers