Boy Who Could

These days these niggas wanna do normal shit
I want a PJ that's pulling in no Mercedes Benz
Come to my city look like WW3 in that bitch
I'm going on tour next year momma and I promise this

We couldn't buy no twelve pistons
Now it's basketballs on the seat bitch
Playing Pegasus on repeat
Praying everyday to the deity
Turn a blind eye wasn't hearing me
Got in tune like it's a c string
Now I'm D1 no B team
Top of world you see me

I was the Boy Who Could
The Boy Who Would
The Boy who's gone

I was the Boy Who Could
The Boy Who Would
The Boy who's gone

I was the Boy Who Could
The Boy Who Would
The Boy who's gone

I was the Boy Who Could
The Boy Who Would
The Boy who's gone

Yellow Lamborghini call it Cyrax
We was down for all them years so don't remind us
She stuffing up her nose with that China
See I dumped that bitch and now she wanna slide back

Brand new yellow bitch she wanna skate
Showed her a commercial now she say she down to date
I'm a cash cow I put butter on my plate
Summer in November all these Maybachs at my place

Forgiato rims make her wanna fornicate
Went from having twenty bucks to checks that 20k
Now it's only right that a nigga raise the stakes
Pass the Gucci down through every generation

I was the Boy Who Could
The Boy Who Would
The Boy who's gone

I was the Boy Who Could
The Boy Who Would
The Boy who's gone

I was the Boy Who Could
The Boy Who Would
The Boy who's gone

I was the Boy Who Could
The Boy Who Would
The Boy who's gone



Credits
Writer(s): D. Dixon
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