Could've Been

Talkin' bout him when he ain't around why you hatin' All this damn horsepower sound like I'm speed racin' Never chase a bitch, money the only thing I'm chasin' This bitch think she bad, but she basic Seven grams in the wood, bitch, I'm bout to face it You know you cold for bein' hella broke, that's a flagrant It's like BGC kick her out call a replacement Niggas mad at me cause they stuck in the basement You rockin' last season, man, that shit so ancient I don't do debatin' I'd rather show you what these new clips is containin' It's time to witness greatness I'd rather be rich than famous These bum bitches always be the strangest Gettin' bitches drunk to f*ck, nigga, you a rapist Had to cut him off, heard he was speakin' on them cases Never trust a soul, niggas all smilin' faces Gotta switch lo's heard the rollas out raiding He could've been from Harlem, how I left that boy shakin' Now his ass a ghost, left him bloody on the pavement I don't do fronts, niggas love to miss payments He sayin' he the plug, this nigga sound like an agent He could've been from Harlem, how I left that boy shakin' Now his ass a ghost, left him bloody on the pavement I don't do fronts, niggas love to miss a payment He sayin' he the plug, this nigga sound like an agent Niggas sound like a agent, keep sayin' he the plug Money on my mind, that's the shit that I love My new bitch bougie, she don't wash up with Dove When she get drunk, she tell me, take off the glove Niggas talk behind my back, them the ones I can't trust You the type to call the hoe and make up I'm the type to call yo bitch and face f*ck Gawk, gawk, three thousand, hawk tuah, A-plus Niggas mad off a bitch that they can't even touch If it's up, then my tappers coming clutch Playa ass nigga, but I keep the 40 tucked Jealous or a bitch, that's why these niggas hate us He could've been from Harlem, how I left that boy shakin' Now his ass a ghost, left him bloody on the pavement I don't do fronts, niggas love to miss payments He sayin' he the plug, this nigga sound like an agent He could've been from Harlem, how I left that boy shakin' Now his ass a ghost, left him bloody on the pavement I don't do fronts, niggas love to miss a payment He sayin' he the plug, this nigga sound like an agent Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go