[Intro]

Coulda been us man

But it ain't though

Fuck it though, I'ma keep counting these stacks man

[Verse]

It coulda been us

Beema's, Bentley's, Benz's, matching trucks

But I got a ten and you cut

I know you feel dumb as fuck

Now you're with him and you're stuck

My new ting keep it a buck

And I know that you know what's up

Muni still trap loads

I'm still a D-boy, I'm still getting packs sold

They told me "Rap more" but it might not last bro

I can't rely on this music cah I don't like getting attached bro

Down the block with one call cah someone got wet B

Shoulda been on the top floor or with you on a jetski

I said that I got you but I still don't think that you get me

I can buy all of this drip now but I still prefer me the Tech Fleece

Rari or the Lambo, cunch line or the hood ting

Last time I was wrong so I don't really know if this one a good ting

With you on a first class flight, probably where man should been

But I ain't really into the could beens

'Cause he thought twice and they cooked him

Yo it's good to be different, probably why man like you

My life a movie but baby girl I ain't Ice Cube

I might bring you to my block one day, to the KFC drive-thru

Tell you how I couldn't afford it, now they give me, I ain't gotta buy food

She think I'm a rap star, put a T at the start then

I know they don't like me so we roll with them, we don't park them

We in an apartment but trust me, it soon be a mansion

You look pretty when you mad

But trust me, you gotta stop throwing them tantrums