J-Alta - Can I Live 2016 lyrics

(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** 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** 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** 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**as 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** 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) Nobody 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)