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letra de can i live 2016 - j-alta

(intro)
alta
it’s just how i’m feeling

(verse 1: j-alta)
while i’m seeing they content living these average lives
i’m tryna get it, i won’t settle for no 9 to 5
i’m sorry but complacency is more like to fake me
cause if you notice it won’t ever have a place in me
but hey i gotta go acknowledge that there’s still no deal
i’m just a carolina youngin’ with a little sk!ll
i put my all just give to em something they can feel
i’m hungry for the money either way i need a meal
now feel them chills, and i’m feeling all the pressure
a wise man told me never let this sh-t stress ya, that’s god tryna test ya
we living in a world how you dress they’ll arrest ya
better yet they gon artest ya, f-ck peace, they’ll tech ya
this ain’t no school paper, step wrong, and they’ll check ya
those 9mm is the length of drastic measures
nah listen, this journalisms a product: observing, listen
muhf-ckas never made it tryna give me words of wisdom
but noted, bruce wayne how i live this double life
i work at day and rocking stages at night
dawg i feel it in my soul, don’t you see i’m the one
yo i ain’t lyon, this my empire, these rappers my sons
f-ck the system, the machine, the suit and tie regime
all i got right nows my team in this million dollar scheme
giving product to the fiends, and wanting nice things
baby tell me am i crazy for having all of these dreams

(hook: j-alta)
can i live, uh dear lord can i live, huh?
i swear i’m hungry to the ribs, these women giving fibs
got these bills for the crib, swear that somethings give
dear lord can i live, huh? dear lord, can i live huh?
i swear i’m hungry to the ribs, these women giving fibs
got these bills for the crib, swear that somethings give
dear lord can i live?

(verse 2: j-alta)
n0body said this life was easy
seeing these things on tv felt like it was there tease me
college dropout playing that last call by yeezy
never skipped the ending cause i’m fantasizing that’s gone be me
i’m just waiting on that phone call, if i don’t get it
i’ma do it on my own y’all, cause every day
that i wake up, putting on all of these shirts and ties
and mama asking if i’m happy of course that i gotta lie
losing sleep cause i’m stressed, and i know that clock ticking
22, its now or never, all or nothing forever
this here’s my open letter, acceptance of depression
and this bottle is my doctor i’m turning in to a monster
and i’m tryna numb this hurting, i’m enteraining hoes
but losing the ones that’s worth it, can you feel my pain
tryna locate where this curse is, i’m tryna uplift it
tryna find a miss in mistress and lying inside these kisses
nah dig it, uh no wonder why i’m feeling bothered
cause how i’m doing these women i’m more and more like my father
then i got fam that’s only calling for money
still i love em i would give it, but i’m literally hungry
they thinking that i made it, i’m just thinking it wild
the black sheep of the fam done became the golden child
this weight on my shoulders, got me reaching for lean
so baby tell me am i crazy for having all of these dreams

(hook)

- j alta

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