Can I Live 18'

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 niggas 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 niggas here become statistics/
Out of 20 childhood friends growing up/
Three never got booked, thats fucked up man tell me how your squad look/
How that shit normal?/
Why the fuck is it regular?/
Institutionalized, my Brodie sneaking a cellular into his cell/
Dreaming of heaven, wake up in hell/
Whats better living or dying?, but niggas 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 nobody stop it/
The music industry done burnt a whole in my fucking 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 killed/
To call a spade a spade/
Life is so trill, and nobody know the cards/
We be bidding blind nil/