Correction Paroles 18Yrs par 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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