Can It Be All So Simple - Radio Edit

Can it be that it was all so simple then?

Can it be that it was all so simple then?

Can it be that it was all so simple then?

Can it be that it was all so simple then?

Yo, started off on the island, A K Shaolin

Robert Whylin, gun shots thrown the phone dialin'

Back in the days I'm eight now, makin' a tape now

Rae gotta get a plate now

Ignorant and mad young, wanted to be the one

Till I got blam, blam, thrown one

Yeah, my pops was a fiend since sixteen

Shootin' that, that's, that sh*** in his blood stream

That's the life of a Crimey, real live Crimey

And others know the half is behind me

Day one, yo, growin' all up in the ghetto

Now I'm a weed fiend, jettin' the palmetto

In Medina, yo, no doubt the God got crazy clout

Pushin' the big joint from down south

So if you're filthy stacked up

Betta watch ya back and duck

'Cause these fiends they got it cracked up

Now my man from up North, now he got the law

It's solid as a rock and crazy salt

No jokes, I'm not playin', get his folks

Desert eagle his joint and put 'em in a yolk

And to know for sure, I got reck and rip shop

I pointed a gat at the safe box

Open it up kid, I want anythin', right now boy, word up

Dedicated to the winners and the losers

Dedicated to all Jeeps and Land Cruisers

Dedicated to the Y's, 850 I's

Dedicated to *** who do

Dedicated to the Lexus and the AX

Dedicated to MPV's phat

Yo, kickin' the fly cliches, doin' duets with Rae and A

Happens to make my day

Though I'm tired of bustin' off shots havin' to rock knots

Runnin' up in spots and makin' *** hot

I'd rather flip shows instead of those

Hangin' on my living room wall

My first joint, and it went gold

I want to lamp, I want to be in the shade

Plus the spot light

Gettin' my *** rubbed all night

I wanna have me a phat yacht

And enough land to go and plant my own sess crops

But for now, it just a big dream

'Cause I find myself in the place where I'm last seen

My thoughts must be relaxed

Be able to maintain

'Cause times is changed and life is strange

The glorious days is gone, and everybody's doin' bad

Yo, mad lives is up for grabs

Brothers, passin' away, I gotta make wakes

Receivin' all types of calls from upstate

Yo, I can't cope with the pressure, settlin' for lesser

The God left lessons on my dresser

So I can bloom and blossom, find a new way

Continue to make more hits with Rae and A

Sunshine plays a major part in the daytime

Peace to mankind ghost face carry a black nine

Can it be that it was all so simple then?

Can it be that it was all so simple then?

Can it be that it was all so simple then?

Can it be that it was all so simple then?

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Can it be that it was all so simple then?

Can it be that it was all so simple then?

Can it be that it was all so simple then?

Can it be that it was all so simple then?