Jordan Dante - NBA Street, Vol. 2 Lyrics

I would've been, I could've been
I could've been
I would've been, I should've been
I could've been, you know you know
I would've been, I should've been
I could've been, you know you know
I would've been, I should've been
I could've been, you know you know
I would've been, I should've been
I could've been, you know you know
I would've been, I should've been
I could've been
I would've been
I should've been
Got some new hoes
And my old friends
Chasing my dreams
While I'm scooping ice cream
I like nice things
This some old shit
Take you back
A reminder I'm a pro shit
Don't approach me
My feature kinda pricey
Don't you ask me
My baby Filipina
Ooh she gas me
Had that thing for dinner
Talking last week
My favorite thing to eat
Remember bad days eating fast food
Now cash rules
Eating cashews
Now my steak medium rare
Eat my shrimp with the ramelaude
Times was hard
Now I'm thanking God
Nah I'm thinking God
Why you take me far?
I been sinning bad
For the things I never had
Just some simple raps
Trying not to write about my Dad
Think I'm mad for nothing
Guess that's what I believe
I put my past on back burners
Cause I gotta achieve, you know
I could've been, I could've been
I could've been, you know you know
I would've been, I would've been
I could've been, you know you know
I would've been, I could've been
I could've been, you know you know
I would've been, I would've been
I could've been, you know you know
I would've been, I would've been
I could've been, you know you know
I would've been, I would've been
I could've been, you know you know
I would've been, I would've been
I could've been, you know you know
I would've been
I could've been, you know you know