Lyrics Coulda - Luxiid

What you woulda coulda shoulda been
I stayed on the grind when I wasn't lit
From the outside looking in
Nobody see the time that I'm putting in

A bunch of woulda coulda shoulda beens
What you coulda did
My feelings changed
But my mind stay the same

Been through some things you just wouldn't get
I just made a lane when I couldn't fit
Ain't chasing names rather make a name
Hit the Shmoney dance on a bitch

Build that good life from the dirt
So when they gotta pay make it hurt
Done all that work make it worth some
Show 'em what it mean to earn some

Small circle big business whole fam grinding
If you on standby you can't stand by us
Put you on a pedestal just to exile you
Sometimes your biggest fans be the best liars

So I don't sweat the numbers on the internet
I ain't into that
I just give you the real and you could sit with that
I just say what I feel get what you get from that

When the squad in the room
Catch a vibe get in tune
Whenever I hit the booth
It's all timeless
My new shorty bad love her shape every line that He drew
All nighters were the mood had a manaje on the moon

Slide in it lay her ass down face up
Gotta play it safe like a home base ump
Heart of a Saint with a fuse no I don't play tough
I might need a 4 fuck 12 got me ate up

Headshot need proof of the bag like a pay stub
Mind clicking clock ticking
Had to wake up

Cops with a rap sheet longer than rap beef
Put they jersey on with a license to clap heat
Then act scared when you see us on a backstreet
See the hate clear upon they face like some acne
Quick to reach and lift a soul faster than black feet
Then they back free

Everything had stop for people to see what we see
Hope all of my brothers pieced up like when you greet me
In my mind it's never enough fuck every PD
Blood in the street still keep a pig pocket greasy

Now we never know what you could've been
Cuz they took your lives before you could live
No soul in the eyes of these crooked men
I don't know how anyone forgives

Now we never know what you coulda been
What you shoulda did
Don't know you but I'm still in pain
Way too many to name
Are we dying in vain