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god don't make mistakes - conway the machine lyrics

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[intro]
sometimes i wonder
be havin’ sh*t on my mind, n*gga
got questions
some of these questions, got no answers to ’em
some of this sh*t, i don’t know
but look

[verse]
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 n*ggas 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, f*ck with me, let’s do it right”
what if i went? that sh*t 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, f*ck it, i called a b*tch
my n*ggas hit me like, “let’s go out tonight, sh*t gon’ be lit”
i said, “i’m good”, but i wonder what made me change my mind
’cause it was foggy as a b*tch that night, i felt a bad vibe
but f*ck it, n*gga, let’s ride, i’m with the homies, we got bl!cks
n*ggas already know what’s up ’cause all my n*ggas with the sh*t
left the club, i don’t know how i ended up in the whip
i had a b*tch i should’ve had at the telly, suckin’ my d*ck
was in the driveway with my n*ggas 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?
n*gga, 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’ sh*t 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 n*gga, i’m bringin’ the chip to my home
machine, b*tch
[chorus]
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)

[outro: conway’s mother]

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