Coulda Fell (feat. Hunxho)

Been through it

Still going through it

Big on big

I can use small

I ain't pick up and call nobody, man, I swear to God I was at my lowest, ****

I did it myself

Big on big, that's what you gotta go when a **** thinking you small

I been through it rough, lil' ****, I been through it all

Yeah, aye, I coulda falled, lil' ****, guess what? I coulda fell

I didn't, I stood tall and prevailed

It's time to get on folks' head

I remember borrowing bro clothes

I wake up and put that shit on

I remember saving up pennies, shopping at JC

Now it's Off-White like I'm racist

I don't check the price, I just wave it

"Do you got this in my size?" Then pay it

Bust down them chains, fuck slavery

And I'm dropping off bags, I'm sleighing

Who really got my back? I'm just saying

I'm deadass serious, I ain't playing

I'm really having that check, baby, I ain't your man

Box on the back made from Japan

Been getting Jackie, no Chan

Robinson playing get Jackie

Got so many plays in the alley, had a lil' knot in my pants, my khakis

But now I go

Big on big, that's what you gotta go when a **** thinking you small

I been through it rough, lil' ****, I been through it all

Yeah, aye, I coulda falled, lil' ****, guess what? I coulda fell

I didn't, I stood tall and prevailed

It's time to get on folks' head

I coulda fell, dawg

I coulda been in jail dawg

Smoke, I never ran from

On the block with the Glock in my left palm

I'm militant, ****, they can't harm me

Oh yeah, I ain't have no help, I had to save myself

And before I let one of these lil' **** kill me, ****, I'll take myself

On P, you still on the east

Remember when I thought I was rich, I was still on e

Remember when I thought I was rapping, only I was robbing ****

Hoping that God forgive me

I made me a lane, yeah, couldn't fall, lil' ****, 'cause now I'm a father figure

I be telling myself "You ain't no robber no more, you an artist, ****, the hardest ****"

Locked in my cell, sitting in that hole, talking to myself

Glock in my hand, when I'm outside it's not on my hip

The block on eyes, close my eyes and see nothing else

It's a one time thing, I ain't really even repeating myself

Daddy was gone, Momma working, hurting and shit, I had to figure it out

Went to jail, did a year, then I came back, they need to free all the guys

They looking at me thinking that I be talking to myself, that's just me talking to God

Because I been lost before, Lord forgive me, watch over, protect and guide me