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dot cromwell - can i live 18' lyrics

yea yea..

ugh…

its dot cromwell…

i reached the point of no return we ain’t going back/
we up’n levels/
barter with devils was eating with heathens/
its two sides to every story but none of its even/
crab in the barrel mentality none of us leaving/
cases building up the block was hotter than a sauna/
them old heads kicking knowledge they just trynna warn us/
ego’s destroy the people, your whole humble see through/
trynna impress n-ggas you fear that someone a see you/
and i was once that i was out of order/
burnt some bridges so i had to learn to walk on water/
broke a couple hearts and i can’t mend them back together/
life’s strange i can’t promise we’ll be friends forever/
time flies, never lands on the runway/
we gonna make it out/
some how, some way/
i studied with scholars, bleed for dollars/
starved for dreaming/
so emotionless on my face, my minds screaming/
i can still hear mom screaming/
she found my scale went ballistic/
cuz n-ggas here become statistics/
out of 20 childhood friends growing up/
three never got booked, thats f-cked up man tell me how your squad look/
how that sh-t normal?/
why the f-ck is it regular?/
inst-tutionalized, my brodie sneaking a cellular into his cell/
dreaming of heaven, wake up in h-ll/
whats better living or dying?, but n-ggas trying/
homie hit me like “whats the science?”/
i can’t call it/
losing friendships while i’m drunk, am i alcoholic/
they turn around and pour me more drinks, won’t n0body stop it/
the music industry done burnt a whole in my f-cking pocket/
nana told me chill, you a prophet we’ll make a profit/
almamy still want me to convert said its one prophet/
jordan trynna put me on to jesus she so christian/
went to catholic school but i made up my own religion/
av8ted/
the road to greatness got potholes and plot twist/
self proclaimed triple og’s that love to gossip/
internet thugs, doing twitter drive by’s/
airing out ig comments, we living real lives/
scared to put down your phone, so you deal with the real/
its all fun and games till a lame get k!lled/
to call a spade a spade/
life is so trill, and n0body know the cards/
we be bidding blind nil/

- dot cromwell lyrics

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