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Dizzy Wright

Genres: Hip-Hop

Conscious Lyrics - Dizzy Wright

Yo, we're here man, four hundred thousand downloads, forty thousand sales, it's Fly America man 

Let's toast to the fact that I rose from the cracks 

Now they gotta pay me for the shows and the raps 

Don't you get too crazy, got my bros in the back 

Shout out my nigga Scrap, he'll leave you where you at 

But I ain't into that I'm tryna keep it so cool 

Said I was the man, well man, that's so true 

Even without a signal my messages go through 

Said you want it, but I need it, I'm guessing we both do 

Told you that I'm here and don't take it for granted 

Tryna open up these doors and I ain't being romantic 

I dropped pre-season, now they starting to panic 

Better tell Bruno Mars that we the best on the planet 

I'mma get it 'cause I'm so efficient 

With more lines than a coke addiction 

This broken system can't hold me victim, I know the difference 

Frigid, they scratch their head saying "no he didn't" 

Go hard, shut down your bars like the prohibition 

My family trippin' 'cause I'm rolling the dice 

All the wrongs in my life, I'm here making them right 

Yeah it costs to be the boss, that's why I'm paying the price 

Turned a dream into a thing, what a hell of a life 

It's Battles 

Knocking it out this time little bitches 

Trippy thoughts baby, don't be scared of the future 

Don't pretend that you like being somebody that you ain't used to 

My flow cold, my mother could see that way before computers 

It started in me and now I got game for all the intruders 

Cause it's world peace 'till the end of times, smoking weed and preventing crime 

Tell em all my niggas finna shine (yo all my niggas finna shine) 

Look, when we yelling loud, niggas told me to settle down 

I sped up just to leave suckas, y'all fell off, and I held it down 

I swear I could sell anything, pretty much too big for anything else 

Look, without the wealth I was spitting that shit they felt 

And busting shit in the studio in that Vegas heat until I melt 

Come back to life, told 'em I got dabs on that championship belt 

Nice guy but, I ain't tryna to 2-step with niggas 

Them thirsty niggas only make me wanna suplex a nigga (got 'em) 

Fuck who you met nigga that dickriding shit is whack to us 

Them cool kids that won't change is making motherfuckers adapt to us 

 

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