J. Cole - Can I Live lyrics

Yeah! p**y my pa**ion, never been a fan of flashing Probably cause I never could so if I had it, never would. Then I got my first little taste of paper, and I splurged I guess it's just the n***a urge, this is the Boondocks I swear yo I'm like Huey mixed with Riley Thursday I be trynna save the world, then on Friday I hit the club Hoping that my dick get rubbed by some fat a**es n***as get to scraping then you hear the gats blasting Damn! older n***as ain't got no problems with me My momma told me to speak like you got a college degree You see I can, but I won't Plus I'm saying what I won't Plus this slang that I speak don't change that I'm deep That's the throat, on a certified freak, while she choke? As we headed to the crib, yes I let her give me head so she won't remember where I live My game is tight, baby no need to bring pajamas, you ain't staying the night No disrespect, I just say it polite I drop her off before I sleep, I be praying for life Like Hov said it Can I Live? Aye dear Lord, Can I live? Hey! Now am I Living to get paid just slaves for a wage (all week) I can't do no 9 to 5 told my momma (sorry) I can't do no suit and tie, no I want the (glory) If you knew me know my life is like a movie starring me Pardon me, if it seems that I'm following my dreams I ain't reading off the script that they picked (for me) I ain't pissed, naw could'ntgive a sh** (hardly) I be sh**ting on them n***as that was sh**ting on me Will I live or will I die before they get to know me If I go I know the ones that's pouring liquor for me And I know the fake n***as really hating on me Knew that I was bout to blow so they was waiting on me But Oh-No, Lord See I'm smarter then they know-oh-oh So hold on, Lord, Cause I ain't quite ready to go-oh oh Can I live Somebody told me that it's only one shot, so I'll be God damn, If I'm ever gonna stop Promise to my momma I'm a make it to the top So I'm a keep climbing to my heartbeat drop Like the phone when she heard the news Her sister on the other line talking to her shoes The only son, what a thing to lose More blacks singing more blues More n***as pouring more brews Poor dude he was young like 21, strait up out that city that I'm from A real smart n***a, but his n***as they was dumb He ain't even get a chance to run Before it landed in his lung God, breath n***a. His partner screaming Don't you *** leave n***a! Took off his shirt trynna stop the bleeding n***a, Don't you go! But his life fading slow Did I tell my mom I love her, do she know? Did I tell my baby sorry from befo Won't get to see my son grow Lord I ain't ready to go Can I live? Can I live? Dear Lord, Can I live? Can I live? Yea