What If Fresco Trey (Ft. Mic)

[Chorus: Fresco Trey]
What if I had me a hunnid mil
What if I had me a hunnid rounds
What if I really had bodies on me
What if I came up from underground
What if I died in a war zone (how long will they mourn me)
If I got locked up for petty crimes (how long will they scorn me)

What if I had me a hunnid mil
What if I had me a hunnid rounds
What if I really had bodies on me
What if I came up from underground
What if I died in a war zone (how long will they mourn me)
If I got locked up for petty crimes (how long will they scorn me)

[Verse 1: Fresco Trey]
Growing up I had a different appeal
I wasn’t drinking, smoking, popping no pills
Gangsta's round me so you know what it is
Try and take it I can’t keep it concealed
Teacher told me I couldn’t do what I dreamed
Fuck you mean I can’t go to the league
Pen and pan that was all that I need
Wrote my feelings to the feel of a beat
What you saying is irrelevant
Say they real when they telling shit
I’m the man nigga hesitant
I think most these niggas celibate
Momma told me keep on peddling
I’m on my way ain’t a nigga ahead of me
Stat committed don’t get caught up in settling
Really saucy I can’t tell you the recipe (damn)
A dream without a goal is a wish
Yea I’m coming from the jungle
Some may call it the abyss (just don't miss)
We got youngin's rollin' round banana clips
44 extended on they hips and they can’t wait to let it rip
If I was down bad on my ass tell me would you stay
If I was caught up in the jam tell me would you run away yea