What If

J. Cole

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    This for everybody out there that ever fell out with somebody you love
    Famous as a motherfucker
    Just to look back and, yeah
    Damn, it didn't have to go like that
    What if?
    What if?
    What if?
    What if the bullshit never got in the way?
    You'd still be my nigga to this day
    Sayin' what if?
    What if?
    What if?
    What if?
    What if the bullshit never got in the way?
    I'd still have my nigga to this day

    What's up, Pac?
    I heard that record that you did that just dropped, it's bubblin'
    Got me wonderin' when the love stopped
    Hit Em Up, I'm like maybe I should
    Right you be 'fore shit go left
    The streets is a bit upset
    You claimin' that you fucked my bitch
    But, check, instead of escalatin'
    At a time when niggas say: Big, let's decimate 'em
    I'm tellin' him chill 'cause although he violatin'
    In my heart I could never hate 'em
    I love you
    I hope it ain't to late to tell you when you got shot
    I came to visit you at Bellview, but you was sleepin'
    They let me peek in, I said a prayer by yo bedside
    Bandages covered the bleedin'
    I'm thinkin': Dawg, I told you
    Watch the niggas you close to
    I know dudes
    And they won't hesistate to smoke you if shit go left
    While you was locked I shoulda wrote you
    But life happened, promo, mad shows to do
    Still no excuse, I didn't do what I was 'posed to
    And maybe that's what provoked you
    To use your vocals to speak my name with a negative tone
    As you stared at the walls of that cell on your own
    Wonder how long it'd be until they'd let you come home and get your money
    You maybe started lookin' at me funny
    Perhaps you maybe felt that I betrayed you or played you
    Or thought that I knew about that setup and coulda saved you
    Or maybe that made you come out on some war shit
    East Coast, West Coast, now media's tryna force it
    Of course it's entertainment, but the world is full of ignoramus
    That view the rich and famous as either heroes or villains with no feelin's
    Not knowin' most drama only leads to mo' killin's
    Well fuck that, nigga, I'm hurt
    I miss my dawg, I ain't gotta hide
    If I hurt you, I apologize
    What if?
    If I can turn back the hands of time
    What if?
    Turn back the hands of time
    What if the bullshit never got in the way? (Ooh, yeah-ah)
    You'd still be my nigga to this day
    I'm sayin, what if?
    If I can turn back the hands of time
    What if?
    Turn back the hands of time
    What if the bullshit never got in the way? (Ooh-ooh)
    I'd still have my nigga to this day

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    Uh, today was goin' to Vegas until I opened yo letter
    I cried through all these pages
    Been tryin' to get it together
    I'm comin out to NY
    I gotta find you in person to look you dead in yo eyes
    And let you know I've been hurtin'
    Been movin' off pure adrenaline never knowin' for certain who's on my side
    And who's obliged for closin' my curtains
    So in a mist with clinched fists I picked up this war
    I know there's money in violence, I know there's profit in war
    But shit I felt that you left me to hang
    I gave you game
    Rap for the bitches I said, saw you switched up yo lane
    Your content resemblin' mine
    I didn't complain, I cheered you on with no disdain
    And at the same time, my destiny brought me pain
    From kickin' it with some venomous niggas, I know the same
    Ones that you warned me 'bout, I ain't listen
    The trigger squeezed, my paranoia noticed you in the vacinity
    So when they sentenced me
    Lawyers milked for every penny, all I had inside that cell was my memory
    And plus the fear that while I'm gone they forgettin' me
    How niggas shoutin' me out, but never visit me? (Hah, nigga?)
    And as the time crept, that mindset became a mission
    You came to represent my opposition
    So when I got out, I chose drama
    Took the war out and went all out
    And I care about the fall out
    Suddenly now I got the mob out
    Plus a whole side ready to ride
    Now I gotta tell 'em stall out
    'Cause tears fillin' my eyes
    Yo letter helped me understand
    The power in love, the choice to be the bigger man
    Know shit got outta hand
    I'll take the blame for it
    For my mistakes, I couldn't take you gettin' slain for it
    For fallin' victim to ego, vengence, and dollar signs
    I wanna say from the heart: I apologize

    What if?
    If I can turn back the hands of time
    What if?
    Turn back the hands of time
    What if?
    What if the bullshit never got in the way? (Yeah-ah)
    You'd still be my nigga to this day
    I'm sayin, what if?
    If I can turn back the hands of time
    What if?
    Turn back the hands of time
    What if the bullshit never got in the way? (Time)
    We'd still have them niggas to this day

    What if? What if? What if? (Now, yeah)
    What if? What if? What if?
    What if? What if? What if? (Ooh)
    What if? What if? What if? (Gee, yeah)
    What if? What if? What if? (Yeah, un)
    What if? What if? What if? (Yeah, un)
    What if? What if? What if? (Dun-dun-dun-dun)
    What if? What if? What if? (Ah)
    What if? What if? What if?
    What if? What if? What if?
    What if? What if? What if? (What if?)
    What if? What if? What if? What if?
    Oh, yeah
    Yeah

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    Composition: Kelvin Woo Wooten, Tyler Mathew Carl Williams, J Cole, Beat Butcha, Donte L Perkins, and Morrae Ruffin

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