Trevor Spitta - COULDA BEEN PRESIDENT Lyrics

Lyrics COULDA BEEN PRESIDENT - Trevor Spitta




I coulda been president
I coulda been prez but instead
I like jumping off stages and getting it
I coulda been over you girl
But the way that you ride it is heaven sent, I can't forget it
I got a sickness I can't be inside and I need me some medicine
I gotta stay on my toes
I gotta stay on my toes in New York
They don't know which way I'm going
Big dawg, big city, Big Spitta
I need me my bone
If you come to the show and you did not know
Well now you know, let's go
If you come to the show and you standing front row
Then we moshing fasho, let's go
I coulda went to the league
But I blew out my knee in 2016 then smoked too much weed
Then I went got a girl, who already had a girl, so it ended up three
Almost bought into the hype but it ended up free
Wassup wassup
Only real friends with me
Can't play pretend with me
I see through fake too easy
I been through shit you wouldn't believe me
3 AM girl I'm up come see me, yeah up come see me
Bae come rub on this genie
I'll give you one wish just make sure you mean it
Yeah wassup let's go
Yeah let's go, nah fuck it let's go
Okay let's go, nah fuck it let's go
Okay let's go, nah fuck it let's go let's go let's go
Yeah let's go
Oh let's go
Oh let's go
Yeah
I coulda been astronaut
I coulda been astronaut, way I'm a star and the way that I plan it out
I got kids that look up to me, all cross the country
Fuck I'd be mad about?
Don't wear too much Nike but I got some checks
And I think I'ma cash 'em out
Fuck it, I coulda been dentist
Way I clean up her mouth when I'm in it
From Lavallette all way to Venice
I been in deep waters but no fishy business
Only difference is they see the water bigger fish
Run away, Spitta I swim in it
I'm bout business, standing on business
I talk my bigger shit, I don't talk jibberish
Been through hell in my mind, now I give em it
Made my own world and fuck it I live in it
Life be a bitch but I'm rizzin' it
I'm a star if you see me just wish on it
Baby wassup with it I'll make it real and shit
I'll make you feel this shit
All the way in your - lemme chill a bit
Nah I can't, I'm Big Spitta bitch
Don't forget the Mister with it, let's go
Yeah let's go, nah fuck it let's go
Okay let's go, nah fuck it let's go
Okay let's go, nah fuck it let's go let's go let's go
Yeah let's go
Oh let's go
Oh let's go
Yeah



Writer(s): Trevor Spitaletta



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