Now am I Living to get paid just slaves for a wage (all week)
I cant do no 9 to 5 told my momma (“sorry”)
I cant 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 Im following my dreams
I aint reading off the script that they picked (for me)
I aint pissed, naw couldn’t give a shit (hardly)
I be shitting on them niggas that was shitting 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 niggas really hating on me
Knew that I was bout’ to blow so they was waiting on me
But Oh-No, Lord
See Im smarter then they know-oh-oh
So hold on, Lord, Cuz I aint quite ready to go-oh –oh
Can I live
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