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letra de can't be all - big k.r.i.t.

[intro: big krit]
yo, shawty
it’s crazy though
man this can’t be just all i’m living for man
ain’t like i can take any of this sh-t with me when i’m gone
go get money and get money and get money and then what?
you know what i’m saying
this can’t be all to life

[verse 1: big krit]
another bill due, i feel to i can’t make it
inside i scream out loud “oh lord i can’t take it”
please, give me some time to make it through
yeah i was short on my time but i paid my dues
maybe, overlook my shortcomings
and if it ain’t too much let a player hold something
shoot me a blessing too on gp
cause i ain’t of this world you see how they treat me
trap my soul in brains, keep invisible chains
waiting to break the odds, still praying for change
maybe it never will, ’til i shut my eyes
travel through the abyss and meet you in paradise
on the other side where my ancestors stay
an underground railroad that never will delay
man, i’m waiting on my bus ticket home
don’t let it be too soon but don’t let it take too long
i’m scared of the future, what have we become
our will just to shine got us blocking out the sun
the youth born grown with no knowledge of funds
the worries of the world i inhale through my lungs
like this can’t be all

[hook]
this can’t be all
this can’t be all
this can’t be all
this can’t be all
money cars and clothes
white walls and vogues
drank weed and hoes
that’s all a n-gga knows
this can’t be all
this can’t be all
this can’t be all
this can’t be all
racism and suppression, no sign of regression
single parent living facilities of correction
this can’t be all

[verse 2: big krit]
i can’t survive off 9 to 5, look what they paid me
enough to struggle more, modern day slavery
how can they treat me like this
i was the king of the junior high fling when i was 16
on the varsity team, i lead to squad and cut the broad that cheered for stars
that was back in the hallways
i skipped cl-ss all day
friends with all the teachers so i made all a’s
how stupid of i to waltz by
didn’t learn sh-t went to college and flunked out
now i drown my sorrows in these liquor bottles
spit game to hoes longing to hit models
watching wire reruns plotting to be marlo
my time running out all i have is tomorrow
on the flow i curl, late nights i earl
the worries of the world
like this can’t be all

[hook]

- big k r i t

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