What Could've Been

I see The phoney in Niggas 2012 Would've tugged on that trigger Maybe OD'd woulda died a fiend Reality check cuz it's not a dream Ain't look for a win but what coulda been Whipin up keys or been robbing kids 2019 I'm no average Joe- if he didn't leave I be moving hoes- I'm the show Talk to a stove I'd be moving snow Losing myself for a couple coins Busting on heads just to prove my point Look at my route haven't showed what I'm about You better respect you lucky my souls not in debt These niggas are fancy you niggas are fret The privilege just sits Been thru a lot in my life Crawled up that cliff off of might What coulda been man the story is flipped Fab the notorious kid Got No respect for the riches you claim You ain't even work a day The story of Fab that's infested by crime Surprised I haven't had the chance to back hand one of you swines Look at the time That bea life be shame 9 On your chest Luol Deng Im swerving but YOU know your lane Woulda grown to be a reaper But now I'm reaping I'm sowing the words of you yesmen Reel in the baits like I'm fishing Literally shooting my shot couldn't miss it I know y'all not getting the message AHH If my brother didn't go my life be a mess Hunting for diamonds and sex Looking for cash don't make sense Looking for change and sum cents bad energy - the world don't need it Instead I'm building an era N' leading That's just a Fab full of needing this is a Fab I'm fulfilling I'm taking the lead God told me Fab you're a king I ride for my team 2012 A team coulda been my death Organized crimes with blood on my chest This is a branch to the tree of reality Roots filled with sum evil results planned down to the grain and the salt But this is what coulda been Dead or locked in a Den I'm doing God's work in the field now Coulda been pilled up Now I have many layers Coulda been peeled out Showing true colors I have No control Over anything Selling medicine I'll be taking lives I'll telling lies Many court rooms maybe televised Coulda been selling to mothers and daughters Instead of me losing my brother I'm taking another's Playing the devils game I'll be the devils gain He'd be my advocate strolling my avenue I'd be the villain in life What could've been if my brother ain't pass Lived under section 8 Every paycheck was working for food on our plate After my brother passed Kicked out the threshold It was just too much shit going on Nowhere to go The cash that we had was the bread that my brother left So we had a way But this road was the harder way not Scrambling for penny's Wasn't any plan Bs Got it how we lived Didn't understand Now I thank God that he had a plan Took sum years and a night to Comprehend Felt like we left for dead But I look ahead now I'm built to lead The process of losing a branch to the Tree Is painful tho the wind blow leaves Matures over seasons But Was what could've been Destroying or building me