Could’ve Been Me Quando Rondo

[Intro]
(Bos goin' crazy)
(Kutta, cut that shit up, man)

[Chorus]
Angel on my shoulder, devil creepin' on me
Blood on my sleeve, know it could've been me
Nightmares in the day, so I can't sleep
It could've been me, it could've been me
12 on my head, only God can judge me
Blood on my sleeve, know it could've been me
Niggas want me dead, God, have mercy on me
They could never stop what I'm destined to be

[Verse 1]
My homie got shot nine times in a Bentley truck
They gon' need a hundred firefighters, turn the city up
We gon' get rich or die tryin' like I'm 50, uh
These niggas wanna take my life away, many men
20/20 vision back in 2010
Bro pop up out that cut like broad day, youngin spin the bend
I done fucked a broad on Broadway like I pay the rent
Lil' homie caught that boy in broad day, got life inside the pen'
It's my turn, I swear that we gon' get some get-back
Hop out with the switches, go grrah, then it's click-clack
He say we scared to come outside, uh
When they wanna score, I got that thirty on my side, uh
Everybody picked a side, it's way too much dick ridin'
Maybach, in the back seat with the baddest bitch beside me
Maybach, in the back seat with that ratchet right beside me
Way back in the Jeep, been really backstreet slidin'
Don't you ever ask me 'bout what happened down in Cali