Lupe Fiasco — Coulda Been (Single 2017)
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Coulda Been (Single 2017) Lupe Fiasco04:18
Текст песни: Coulda Been (Single 2017)
Coulda Been Lyrics[Intro] And they say, and they say And they say, and they say, they say, they say They say ... y’know a lot of stuff, y'know what I mean? Don't know what I coulda been If I wasn't doin' this thing right here Shit, yo [Verse 1] If I wasn't rappin', I'd probably be wrastlin' Hand-to-hand grapplin' on the corner of Madison Or real-estatin’, tryin’ to sell you a mansion Or rollerbladin’, doin’ 360 flatspins Or I'd probably be flippin’ a burger Attemptin’ a murder, or paralyzed sippin' on Gerber I could be workin’ at Jewels, chain-snatchin’, jerkin' your jewels Homeless, workin’ for food I might be cleanin’ your pool, teachin’ your school, preachin’ to fools Leechin', smokin' weed to be cool At DMVs, holdin' lines up Or wind up in line-ups, time's up Full of holes in a hole in a fine tux Out on parole, out of control, holdin' your dime up I could be lazy, sittin' on your couch Or I could be crazy, cussin' pigeons out [Chorus] I could be hustlin' bags, strugglin' bad If I wasn't up in the lab, shit, I just might be Cuttin' your grass, walkin' your dog Pumpin' your gas, or nothin' at all I could be hustlin' bags, strugglin' bad If I wasn't up in the lab, shit, I just might be Cuttin' your grass, walkin' your dog Pumpin' your gas, or nothin' at all [Verse 2] I could be thankin' the Academy A friend of the family, your man deliverin' bail Or I could be the man that delivers your mail Or I could be takin' the stand, trickin' on L This could be my third life, on my third strike On my third wife, or garbage on my first mic I could've got off easy, that nigga deserved life Or the Orkin man, searchin' for termites I could be stickin' up convenience stores Or twistin' up what you fiendin' for Gettin' buck with the meanest whores that been givin' up On top of a buildin', leanin' forward, with no wings to soar with They could've kidnapped my daughters Been extorted for a couple of Porsches I might be drunk from the Mo', stumblin' slow Someone to know, runnin' the show, or shovelin' snow, shit [Chorus] I could be hustlin' bags, strugglin' bad If I wasn't up in the lab, shit, I just might be Cuttin' your grass, walkin' your dog Pumpin' your gas, or nothin' at all I could be hustlin' bags, strugglin' bad If I wasn't up in the lab, shit, I just might be Cuttin' your grass, walkin' your dog Pumpin' your gas, or nothin' at all [Verse 3] I could be startin', guardin', or plantin' a garden, or security guardin' Or I could be starvin' and eatin' out your garbage And found stardom starrin' in sitcoms with Martin I could've been marchin' with Martin Handcuffed, North Face over the face with no comment I might not even be dark-skinned I might not even be conscious, comatose from a overdose A R&B singer blowin' the notes A tailor sewin' a coat, a sailor rowin' a boat I could've boxed a little, fought for the title Lost and lost my vitals on the way to the hospital I could've lost my business Won the lotto and lost my ticket I could be the last one to cross the finish, shit I could be you, I could be him You could be me, we all got a job to do [Chorus] Shit, I just might be Cuttin' your grass, walkin' your dog Pumpin' your gas, or nothin' at all I could be hustlin' bags, strugglin' bad If I wasn't up in the lab, shit, I just might be Cuttin' your grass, walkin' your dog Pumpin' your gas, or nothin' at all I could be hustlin' bags, strugglin' bad If I wasn't up in the lab, shit, I just might be Cuttin' your grass, walkin' your dog Pumpin' your gas, or nothin' at all2
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