Big K.R.I.T. - Can't Be All lyrics

[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** 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***a 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 cla** all day Friends with all the teachers so I made all A's How stupid of I to waltz by Didn't learn sh** 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]