I shoulda been born rich with a silver spoon

I woulda been the golden child, like Midas do
I coulda had the green handed to me cleanly
Instead I’m dirty Richard, trying to get filthy Richie.

I shoulda built that tree-house in the backyard
A kindergarten-penthouse, tell me that aint hard?
It coulda still been standing while I sit and just awe
But now I’m just trying to find a house with a backyard.

I shoulda asked Nicole to my 8th grade prom
I woulda walked in with the baddest girl on my arm
I coulda had all the dudes jealous, and hating on
But went with Monique, because pops knew her moms.

I shoulda played basketball through high-school
I woulda been the tallest, those fools was five-two
I coulda got a scholarship, free ride to a good school
But now I play ball on weekends with the “shoulda dudes”.

I shoulda went to college after graduating
I woulda been the first out the family matriculated
I coulda worked hard now, delayed the gratification
Been corporate ten years, does that mean I made it?

I shoulda passed on all the girls I dated
My love wouldn’t be tainted and my heart so jaded
I coulda saved it all for the right girl
They’re just seat fillers, till enter-missions the right girl.

I shoulda listened more closely to pops
I woulda had long shore credit, instead of on the rocks
I coulda saved that debit, put it in some stocks
But now my money burns holes in pockets and socks.

I probably shouldn’t have let you read this
I woulda been able to deny it, and plead thee fifth
I coulda blamed my ghost writer, yeah he did it
But now that you know, please keep my secret(s).

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