Shoulda Coulda Woulda by Mike Cog Lyrics
[Intro: Mike Cog]
I might
I might
I'm Mike
I might
Mike take this shit to go
One for the walk, second for the road
Miss me with the talk, bullshit can go
Pot is getting hot, I got it on the stove
See me up on stage you thinking imma choke
No lie, I got close
Pre-slump for the show, get some water for your bro
Can't even reach my toes
Real shit I'll be fine nah, I say that everytime
Get this shit off my mind
Good things in good time
Good weed-good high
[Verse]
I remember way back when
I just wanted rapper friends
Now everyone a rapper I guess
Look I don't want partner, don't come at my neck
I'm just really rapping, show some respect
Your off the dome, don't impress
I be writing out rhymes on my desk, smoking blizzies on deck
Icemann drop this shit again
Don't you dare call me your friend
Let's not do this shit again
Tryna get myself known while i can
Touch you like slim did to stan
Can't let you in on my plan
But i'll let you in on a couple of thoughts
Leave you to connect the dots
You think you knowing what i plot
Ha, a pussy woulda thought
You tryna jack me of my sauce
Shoulda coulda woulda not
Mike ain't strike me for a boss
I'm og reaking from my socks
If you ain't with me that's your loss
If you ain't bout me get lost
I'm killing this shit from my head to my feet
Iceman on the beat
Smoking doja like it's free re-up every week
You ain't seeing what i see
You ain't breathing what i breath
White widow white t
I'm no kiddo you tweak
Brown nosing the teach
My eyes stay low from the weed
Busting my balls acting tough
Old topic bring it up
Nah don't what the fuck
Wait, hold on, back it up
I remember when you used to show me love
Now you sweep that shit under the rug
"mike i ain't tripping" well you was
They repping my name just because
Mike c why it matter? cuz it does
I got my guidance from above
They say i'm always in a rush
I feel the liquor in my guts
Deal with my shit then i flush
I'm walking to school before i'm riding the bus
On her playlist like i'm Russ
Nah it's mike c in the cut
Take the beat out for some fun
Lil pussy want his ones
See me walking w a strut
I hear you i just do not give a fuck
I'll tell you how I do it
I rap this shit at my house
Send the shit to iceman, mix that at his house
Then I sit on my couch
Ice bounce it back, make me sound proud
Upload it to my cloud
Get that shit hype, it's my style
Then i drop this shit on you child (wild)
Some wisdom was spoken to me
This is verbatim what he told to me
"mike this rap shit won't come cheap, some big dogs gotta eat"
Some big potential in my reach
Making dollar bills, spend that how i please
Thinking of bills in my dreams
Waking to bills in my jeans
Good gracious oh geez
[Outro]
I was having some trouble on a track like this
Thinking how do i end it i say some dumb shit and then you get offended
Fuck school now, but till 8th grade i had perfect attendence
You balling out on some credit tryna mark me as a menace
You ain't even know me i don't get it
Fuck you
All that dumb shit bruh i meant it
I might
I might
I'm Mike
I might
Mike take this shit to go
One for the walk, second for the road
Miss me with the talk, bullshit can go
Pot is getting hot, I got it on the stove
See me up on stage you thinking imma choke
No lie, I got close
Pre-slump for the show, get some water for your bro
Can't even reach my toes
Real shit I'll be fine nah, I say that everytime
Get this shit off my mind
Good things in good time
Good weed-good high
[Verse]
I remember way back when
I just wanted rapper friends
Now everyone a rapper I guess
Look I don't want partner, don't come at my neck
I'm just really rapping, show some respect
Your off the dome, don't impress
I be writing out rhymes on my desk, smoking blizzies on deck
Icemann drop this shit again
Don't you dare call me your friend
Let's not do this shit again
Tryna get myself known while i can
Touch you like slim did to stan
Can't let you in on my plan
But i'll let you in on a couple of thoughts
Leave you to connect the dots
You think you knowing what i plot
Ha, a pussy woulda thought
You tryna jack me of my sauce
Shoulda coulda woulda not
Mike ain't strike me for a boss
I'm og reaking from my socks
If you ain't with me that's your loss
If you ain't bout me get lost
I'm killing this shit from my head to my feet
Iceman on the beat
Smoking doja like it's free re-up every week
You ain't seeing what i see
You ain't breathing what i breath
White widow white t
I'm no kiddo you tweak
Brown nosing the teach
My eyes stay low from the weed
Busting my balls acting tough
Old topic bring it up
Nah don't what the fuck
Wait, hold on, back it up
I remember when you used to show me love
Now you sweep that shit under the rug
"mike i ain't tripping" well you was
They repping my name just because
Mike c why it matter? cuz it does
I got my guidance from above
They say i'm always in a rush
I feel the liquor in my guts
Deal with my shit then i flush
I'm walking to school before i'm riding the bus
On her playlist like i'm Russ
Nah it's mike c in the cut
Take the beat out for some fun
Lil pussy want his ones
See me walking w a strut
I hear you i just do not give a fuck
I'll tell you how I do it
I rap this shit at my house
Send the shit to iceman, mix that at his house
Then I sit on my couch
Ice bounce it back, make me sound proud
Upload it to my cloud
Get that shit hype, it's my style
Then i drop this shit on you child (wild)
Some wisdom was spoken to me
This is verbatim what he told to me
"mike this rap shit won't come cheap, some big dogs gotta eat"
Some big potential in my reach
Making dollar bills, spend that how i please
Thinking of bills in my dreams
Waking to bills in my jeans
Good gracious oh geez
[Outro]
I was having some trouble on a track like this
Thinking how do i end it i say some dumb shit and then you get offended
Fuck school now, but till 8th grade i had perfect attendence
You balling out on some credit tryna mark me as a menace
You ain't even know me i don't get it
Fuck you
All that dumb shit bruh i meant it