Prop Dylan, Supastition - If I Could lyrics

If I could, I would calm down and chill more
Not always focus on putting my
Songs on the bill board
Build a life around the people
I do live for and
Not chase those things most
People would've killed for
And I’m still sure I’ve
Made the right decisions
Became an underground musician and
A mic magician
Who’s still spitting while some peeps of
Mine had a life of crime
And had to spend their first half
Of their life in prison
Not the types to fit in
I just wish I could’ve been a guiding beacon
Or they rode the wave of my ambition
Not getting high all weekend hiding
From a crime committed
Dodging the cops looking shady
In their Nike fitted
I shine like a diamond glisten
But, I could give a little extra
When scribbling my text up
So I can spit a little fresher
When the mic’s on live
And give a finger to a heckler

Oh my god I’m the one and they shouldn’t win
Tryna play my part ’til one foot is in
Look at him tryna smile with a crooked grin
Standing there on the outside looking in
Oh my god I’m the one and they shouldn’t win
Tryna play my part ’til one foot is in
Look at him tryna smile with a crooked grin
Thinking, what it could
Should and would’ve been

If I picked my moments
And not spoke on impulses
Shut my mouth more, might work under hypnosis
Jokes aside, I would give a little less damn
About the music industry
'cause actually it's killing me
Now who’s a real mc, who got a deal and why
It leaves a bitter sweet taste
There right up in my mouth
Yo, I gotta spit it out
Otherwise I feel the doubt
All these could and should've and would've's
Something I could live without
It’s been a while now, that shit hit the fan
I got a feeling it’ll
Do without contingency plans
I should work but I’m tired
Like the Michelin man
Of peeps who talk beside their
Mouths like ventriloquist hands

Oh my god I’m the one and they shouldn’t win
Tryna play my part ’til one foot is in
Look at him tryna smile with a crooked grin
Standing there on the outside looking in
Oh my god I’m the one and they shouldn’t win
Tryna play my part ’til one foot is in
Look at him tryna smile with a crooked grin
Thinking, what it could
Should and would’ve been

If I could hit the reset button on some
Things I’ve done in life or not
And respect nothing like running
Up in someones wifey
Even though she said nothing
I still live with a guilty conscience
I wish I could’ve chose better
People to building bond with
No jealousy feeling within I
Kill that silly nonsense
I wish I could replace that ego
Tripping with some calm sense
If I knew then, what I knew now
My state would never support me
I would’ve packed up and moved out long ago
Erased maybe ninety percent of them
Niggas in my linear notes
But thank my brother Pumpkinhead before it
Was his time to go
I wish I could took the fam on European tours
Wish I could "ctrl, alt
Delete" my human being flaws if I could
I would’ve fought harder to be a boss
Instead of that worker
Mentality labels reinforce
I would’ve done less favors and done
More for me of course
But looking back, now I know
What’s important to me, boy

Oh my god I’m the one and they shouldn’t win
Tryna play my part ’til one foot is in
Look at him tryna smile with a crooked grin
Standing there on the outside looking in
Oh my god I’m the one and they shouldn’t win
Tryna play my part ’til one foot is in
Look at him tryna smile with a crooked grin
Thinking, what it could
Should and would’ve been