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letra de if i knew then - the ballers

vocalizing

[verse 1 right speaker only]
ain’t it just all a trip, how sh-t can get flipped
fightin’ over grips, bustin’ n-ggas in their lips
see back in the days, in many ways i was a shorty
neon green, [?] and 40s
all i ever thought about was some type of sport
whether it was football or the basketball court
that’s all we ever did, when i was just a kid
on the street i that i live, 1408 gibbs
and it used to be hot
but not the type of hot at your spot
the type of hot that you sweat a lot
you got
in other words, the sun was beamin’
but not the type of beemin’ nowadays that i’m seein’
i can’t complain, cause it gives me new things
sh-t i never had, like my own pad
even bought me a jeep
bought the bеds where i sleep
sterеo speakers, skypage beepers
d-mn it feels good, slangin’ in the hood
i never understood, but h-ll it’s all good
it’s not everything it’s all cracked up to be
but if you asked me, hm i’d tell you g…
[chorus]
if i knew then, what i know now
i would change my life some way some how
somehow i’d do it
my life has been in vain livin’ with this thing
so many things i’d change, if i could do it all again

[verse 2]
never realized until it’s too late
you can’t get back the years
you shared with your peers
you really miss them times
them nickles and dimes
but now it’s nickels and dimes, and not the silver kind
the best of friends
we were back then
we had no ends
so we would just pretend
you had the candy benz, i had the candy coupe
you knew i wanted the vogues
remember you wanted [my moles?]
but as we grew up
things got corrupt
people were offended
we no longer pretended
we wanted the lifestyle of the rich and famous
we made more cookies and dough than amos
we were so smart, at least that’s what we thought
we’d never get caught
we’d never get shot
til the day you got blasted
whatever you need ask it
you said, yo t don’t let my son be a b-st-rd
i figured i owed it to you
cause he never knew ya
now i’m uncle tony to my dead homie’s only
and when he gets older
and he can understand what it takes to be a man
hm, i’ll tell him…
[chorus]

[verse 3]
now i’m on the streets
makin’ ends meet
a new pair of sneaks
on my feet every week
uncle james had a stroke
it’s hard for me to cope
don’t wanna be broke, so i’m still slangin dope
he was like my dad, the dad i never had
never got mad all the times i was bad
he would discipline
i wouldn’t listen then
you know back when you knew more than them
but now it’s wheelchair
medical care
doctors everywhere
a sunday affair
they would go visit
my uncle in the home
he didn’t look strong
he didn’t have long
maybe i was wrong
i didn’t want to see him move on
so i stayed home
alone
and thought about the times
that we all spent
everywhere we went and everything he meant
never said i loved him
he died all of a sudden
and never said thanks
and never even hugged him
but now that i’m older
if i could do it over
i’d lean on his shoulder
hm, and i’d tell him…
[chorus]

vocalizing

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