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Justin Stone

Could've

 

Could've


Could've, could've
Could've had my back against the wall
Then I remember I got a city on my back
So if I ever feel lost I just turn around and I know that they got me
Been breaking the cold so they taking some notes
Taking off as so, people saying I'm close
Came quick in the game, off the bench to the court, should be paid like a pro
The ones not on the rise always say that they are
But I feel I'm a star but I say that the least that I came
But I slip on my ignorant bars
No permission is granted, one moment I'm here then the next I'm a phantom
Shout out to Danny, one day I'll be rapping that full house

Never coulda done this
Never coulda ran this
No I won't grow up but I'm headed to the campus
Yeah that's right
I never said I won't
Never said I will
Tell me how you feel
Yeah you feel it
I'm the realest but I killed it still

Almost gone on my twelfth year
Everything I got's a third degree
Emergency evacuate
Ode to all that old complacency
Lack of sleep and my train of thought
Groupie train is the train of thought
Came to ball with no defense
So I had to block but I shot the clock
Driving it like Forrest Gump drove
Seeing things without morse code
They got the cameras out, pointed back at me
Got them all in tourist mode
Everybody's got that cold feet cause that floor cold
But that's what sets me apart, bound to make more gold
Got a 49er mindset, some say I might slip
Ask me how I know all that when I was born in '96
Leave my team like I'm TJ from recess
But I spit game like I'm Zack from the bell
Saving myself, never need help
Two things get better and Kelly Kapowski yourself

Never coulda done this
Never coulda ran this
No I won't grow up but I'm headed to the campus
Yeah that's right
I never said I won't
Never said I will
Tell me how you feel
Yeah you feel it
I'm the realest but I killed it still

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