Songtext Gdmm Conway The Machine

Gdmm

Sometimes I wonder
Be havin’ shit on my mind, nigga
Got questions
Some of these questions, got no answers to 'em
Some of this shit, I don't know
But look

What if I was still on Doat Street sellin'?crack?
What?if?I was in?that car with?[?] when Doe Boy got clapped?
What if that was me, shot in my back?
The feds ran in Dom house and found a brick, what if that was my pack?
What if I was stuck in the prison with numbers, knowin' these niggas wouldn't answer
Even if they did give me they number
Would I go to my moms and give her a hundred?
And put some money on my commissary, sometimes I sit and I wonder
What if I went with Rocko that night?
He had a show in Carolina, he like, “Bro, fuck with me, let's do it right”
What if I went? That shit would've changed a lot of events
But instead of goin', I flew back to Buff' to record with French
Song never happened, so what, fuck it, I called a bitch
My niggas hit me like, “Let's go out tonight, shit gon' be lit”
I said, “I'm good”, but I wonder what made me change my mind
'Cause it was foggy as a bitch that night, I felt a bad vibe
But fuck it, nigga, let's ride, I'm with the homies, we got blicks
Niggas already know what's up 'cause all my niggas with the shit
Left the club, I don't know how I ended up in the whip
I had a bitch I should've had at the telly, suckin' my dick
Was in the driveway with my niggas and Lulu when I got hit
Everything happens for a reason, but I'm just sayin' what if
What if I never got shot in the head?
I couldn't get sleep that night, might drop a tear in that hospital bed
Thinkin' it’s over with for rockin' the mic
They told me I'd be paralyzed neck down, what if the doctor was right?
Nigga, I walked out that hospital twice
My mother said I died both times, guess I did the impossible twice
Sometimes I wonder, if this Bells Palsy didn't paralyze my grill in
Would there still be murals of my face painted on sides of buildings?
I mean, would I still be rhymin' brilliant? They say I provide the feeling
But would my story still inspire millions?
Would Alchemist ever find us? Would DJ Clark Kent co-sign us?
Would Paul and Eminem have signed us? Huh?
I mean, we went from whippin' shit on the stove to pictures with HOV
The vision was bro's
In basketball terms, I pick and I roll
I give and I go, I get to the hole
Get the assist with my bros, I'm the one liftin' the load
I do the scorin', my nigga, I'm bringin' the chip to my home
Machine, bitch

Sometimes I wonder (Yeah)
Sometimes I wonder
Will I make it in these streets or will these streets take me?
Sometimes I wonder (Uh)
Sometimes I wonder
Will I make it in these streets or will these streets take me under? (Yeah, uh)
Or will these streets take me under? (Yeah)
Will I make it in these streets or will these streets take me under?
Or will these streets take me under? (Uh)
Will I make it in these streets or will these streets take me under? (Yeah)