CouldaShouldaWoulda

Coulda Shoulda Woulda (Explicit) - Russ

Lyrics by：Russell Vitale

Composed by：Russell Vitale

Produced by：Russ

I feel unlocked and I'm takin' advantage

Planted the seeds but they think I was planted

I'm not a fan of excuses and bitchin'

Coulda shoulda woulda you didn't

It's all on you it's not my fault your turn ain't came

You holdin' you up like Miami Hurricanes

"Chill out you tweakin'" nah fuck that I'm goin'

Nobody snappin' the game is wide open

Yeah four tour busses shit I used to be a bus boy

Screaming at the universe I guess I made enough noise

'Cause now I've got arenas screamin' "Russ"

I'm tryna boss my girl up and make her Jeanie Buss trust

At this point I know the money well

But I miss how LA felt back in 2012

We were ridin' in a G-Wagon thinking we were big shit

Before I went gold we were stayin' on Olympic

That was Amara's spot across from the barbershop

He dealin' with start up costs we all used to spark a lot

We crumbling little rocks so we look like Arkansas

I never wore boat shoes but now I can charter Yachts

I'm talkin' my shit now who wouldn't if they were me

The game that I give is for everybody it's Rated E

I wake up and make a beat

I couldn't afford Miami

Now I'm movin' 5 M's to my fund at Morgan Stanley

This for the family

I feel unlocked and I'm takin' advantage

Planted the seeds but they think I was planted

I'm not a fan of excuses and bitchin'

Coulda shoulda woulda you didn't

It's all on you it's not my fault your turn ain't came

You holdin' you up like Miami Hurricanes

"Chill out you tweakin'" nah fuck that I'm goin'

Nobody snappin' the game is wide open

People dumb as hell I really shouldn't even bother

Lot bottled up least my mom is on the water

Top dollar is what promoters send to me

Droppin' gems so every now and then I buy jewelry

Motion doesn't move me I don't see what you see

They told me there was a ceiling I found a roof leak

Kick my own ass till I act right and do me

Now I'm walking with a limp like I'm Mad-Eye Moody

I'm truly infatuated with me and me only

So much on my plate but I need to eat slowly

The T-O-P is precarious ain't it?

G-O-D the only one who gave me charity payments

I know my light shines through in spite of their grey clouds

They don't chase dreams no more they chase clout

My bank account and what's in my head is no different

I predicted all this I coulda wrote for The Simpsons

(Yeah)

I feel unlocked and I'm takin' advantage

Planted the seeds but they think I was planted

I'm not a fan of excuses and bitchin'

Coulda shoulda woulda you didn't

It's all on you it's not my fault your turn ain't came