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Kodak Black

Could Of Been Different

 

Could Of Been Different

(album: Dying To Live - 2018)


Broward County, 954, we here, I kicked the door down
'Nolia boy shit, 1800 block, ugly corner, tied, gleeful

I was hoping that you'd ride for me the way I rode for you
I wish my boy was here to see the man that I grew into
And I know if I'm feeling like this, it gotta be mutual
But it ain't they business telling them the shit we surfaced through
Yeah, I won't never tell the world the shit I did for you
Even though you lied on me, that's cool, as long as you know the truth
I don't even feel the love be real no more, so I keep my distance
Remember I ran me up my millions, you was in your feelings
Even that time you shake my hand and you don't even grip it
But if I put that shit on blast, they gon' say I'm tripping
I'ma just follow my intuition and I'ma keep on living
I wonder sometimes if you wishing, shit could've been different
Right now I'm cheffing, it's too late, I'm doing my thing right now
I ain't looking down on you just chilling, I'm on the plane right now
I know you miss me, but don't worry, I'll never forget you
Even though you switched on me and it hurt me, I can't hold that 'gainst you
Taking everything in me and it's burning for me to forgive you
You still my whoadie, still my dirty, but I ain't fucking wit' you
To create my future, I had to revisit my past, revisit my pain
But I won't never let you back in, we can't rekindle that flame
When he got stuck on and you blamed me 'cause you know I did it
Couldn't call on you when it was raining and it killed my spirit
All the shit you said, you tried to shame me, tried to kill my image
Even though you know me since a baby, and you know I'm with it
You know I'm serious, stepping on niggas like I ain't even got no feelings
I'm in my cell right now, I'm wishing shit could've been different
I ain't dropping no names no more but nigga, I hope you hear it
Can't take nothing back, it went like that, so nigga that's what it is
Everywhere I went, I took you with me, every show I did
Ain't say your name in all my songs no more, can't waste my lyrics
I said I was coming home, they said, "No you isn't"
I'm a real nigga, so I'm dying how I'm living
I remember throwing rocks, now we going to prison
When I got my first Glock, kept that thing with me
You was with me on the block, thugging real silly
Jumped in the game, then I popped, then you went to switching
I tried to give you niggas shots, but you niggas missing
Soon as Lil Yella got knocked, niggas went to snitching
I done been through a lot, shit you never didn't
I had to pop a nigga top to make that boy feel me
Crackers had me in the box, thugging every minute
Young nigga, see about me, I'ma show you different
All my life, throwing rocks at the penitentiary
But now my watch got rocks, no more drug dealing
And now my top gon' drop, I'm in a new Bentley
Heard foolie got shot, I wonder who did it
You my dirty, you and me, we made it from the mud
I been wishing shit could've been how it was
'Bout you, I swear to God I would've took a slug
Down to kill a nigga 'bout you, and it's all love
This shit ain't about a stripe, this just what I'm used to
I'm down to throw away my life, throw away my future
'Bout street principality, no flag
Man, that soldier-like mentality automatic
I'm jumping out the pink-G truck with the ratchet
Z's up 'til I freeze up, lil' daddy (Glee)
Z's up 'til I freeze up, lil' daddy (Gleeful)
Z's up 'til I freeze up, lil' daddy

Gleefully, that's how you present that shit the right way
You know what I'm talking 'bout, Broward County, 954
You know, we don't represent, we don't re-present
We present it once and that's what it is, that's how you step
Can't take nothing back, went like that, so that's what it is
I wish it could've been different, though
1800, SG-13, the dumb way, the long way
Sniper Gang or no gang

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?