What If I had 100 million dollars I fuck, some fuck, fuck up some comma What if I did fuck Madonna What if I had two bitches at once with no drama What if the whole world believed in Obama? What if Bill Clinton had never got head? Would we pay attention to real fucking issues instead What if Pac wasn't dead And the thunder and rain What if it all was champagne If my momma was healthy Like what if there wasn't no pain What if these rappers could actually find their own lane What if there wasn't the same, what if I did my own thing Really, said fuck it and went against the grain What if the world was crazy And we was the only ones sane I don't know I'm just saying Just some ideas I had on my brain What if I couldn't lose What if you couldn't win What if you couldn't stop me What would you do then What would you do then What would you do What if I sold my soul What if I lost control What if I blew these M's What if I let it go What if I let it go What would you do? What if you never grew up What if you never got old What if you never fell off And rappers who had it just never got cold What if it wasn't no cops What if it wasn't no haters What if the Super Bowl ever came back to the Raiders If Kobe woulda left the Lakers What if my homies was all livin' lavish Pockets and bellies the fattest Enjoying all that we can manage What if we all took advantage Of everything life had to hand us All lived in mansions Money for stashin' All had unlimited credit transactions Sometimes I feel it can happen If it’s been imagined, up in my head What if the schools were free and we ain't have to pay for college What if the fake shit ain't get not acknowledged What if snitches all stayed in silence What if instead of throwing salt We traded guidance What if my smile was made of diamonds Iono Thought I let you know where my state of mind is That's all What if I couldn't lose What if you couldn't win What if you couldn't stop me What would you do then What would you do then What would you do What if I sold my soul What if I lost control What if I blew these M's What if I let it go What if I let it go What would you do? What if the game didn't care I was white Would I still be selling out shows every night Would they all believe in the hype Regardless of image I'm askin' would people still love me despite I'd still be right here in these shoes 'cause I fit 'em I worked for this life yeah Three hundred and sixty five nights, eleven years straight Let 'em debate We finally broke through But it's far worse to happen never than late So settle it straight I worked for years and studied the game And respect for art, will always come first Before money & fame What if I didn't grow up in the culture What if Gerald was really a vulture Wouldn't that be insane? But, fuck that shit though it’s not in my veins What if the fake ones died And only the real survived Who do you think would make it Take a look now you might be surprised What if I couldn't lose What if you couldn't win What if you couldn't stop me What would you do then What would you do then What would you do What if I sold my soul What if I lost control What if I blew these M's What if I let it go What if I let it go What would you do?