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Omar Sterling (Paedae)
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Letter to my young self, 18 years old You just finished school, what's next? You don't know Life is really hard, dig deep and find gold Never bend, never fold That is often being told Society thinks you failed, but my bro no way Next year, you go jam, you go jam all year Ɔmo abɔdam, you be man, no fear You have faith and read Qur'an all clear Fast forward, just look my eye I'm too legit to quit They never told me my momma had been sick It took me twelve months to know she lost her speech yeah Every now and then I sit and reminisce Swag supersized, I'm too polite to diss You too precise but hit and then you miss Been through a lot, look at all my scars 18 years old, next year we'd be rich Chill bro, 'cause next year we'll be rich You and Kojo dey plan stowaway but that's a f**king risk Youth with a vision, you on a mission The universe backs right actions, just be positive in your ways A hungry free man, or a well-fed slave You, Mugeez and Killbeatz go blow bigger than a grenade You'll be known around the world for the right reasons You fly seasons, all from the music that you make Dreams do come true, dreams do come true You can be whatever you put your mind to Your heart is filled with love, filled with thank-you's And that will help open your eyes to what you blind to Letter to my young self, 18 years old You just finished school, what's next? You don't know Life is really hard, dig deep and find gold Never bend, never fold That is often being told Society thinks you failed, but my bro no way Next year, you go jam, you go jam all year Ɔmo abɔdam, you be man, no fear You have faith and read Qur'an all clear Fast forward, just look my eye I'm too legit to quit They never told me my momma had been sick It took me twelve months to know she lost her speech yeah Every now and then I sit and reminisce Swag supersized, I'm too polite to diss You too precise but hit and then you miss Been through a lot, look at all my scars 18 years old, next year we'd be rich Look to the other side, you know the brighter side There's light at the end of the darker side Results of the sacrifice, my bro is Paradise All your dreams will actualize, not otherwise Aura of a little child, they screaming what a vibe Brains of an old sage, they asking what's your tribe We're here to help a soul You came to pick a fight Mindset of a conqueror and so I'm not surprised You and your bredrens 24/7 Will be on top nti pretty boy shɛ den Please take it easy bro don't be fed up You start as a rookie, boy you'll be a legend Nothing can touch you, no man and no weapon You live as you like however you working Life will be beautiful and you will be happy So please take your time and have a thought for a second Letter to my young self, 18 years old You just finished school, what's next? You don't know Life is really hard, dig deep and find gold Never bend, never fold That is often being told Society thinks you failed, but my bro no way Next year, you go jam, you go jam all year Ɔmo abɔdam, you be man, no fear You have faith and read Qur'an all clear Fast forward, just look my eye I'm too legit to quit They never told me my momma had been sick It took me twelve months to know she lost her speech yeah Every now and then I sit and reminisce Swag supersized, I'm too polite to diss You too precise but hit and then you miss Been through a lot, look at all my scars 18 years old, next year we'd be rich
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