Dizzy Wright - Assumptions lyrics
[Dizzy Wright - Assumptions lyrics]
Niggas talk that "real" shit
I don't even know what's real no more
These mothafuckas nowadays
Just be saying shit
A lot of shit going on in the world
And these niggas talkin about
They real niggas
Uh I never been the type to judge niggas
Fuck, niggas look at me like
I lucked up nigga
But this shit is getting harder
Got a stomach full of liquor and
I'm thinking about my daughter
I should be a-fucking-shamed of myself
Baby mama struggling
I put the fucking blame on myself
I should just grab my gat
And fucking aim at myself
I did this on my own
You niggas came with the help
So I disinclude and no I'm not dissing you
But in the interview, I clearly
Said I don't remember you, lil nigga
You ain't nothing but a lil nigga
Just me and my 45
It quite clear that you came full of niggas
Uh, I know that bullshit gangsta talk
But I don't ever get involved
If I ain't involved
What you portraying dawg, blowing money
Fuck that, i'm trying to teach my child
How to save it all
So if I vent to you, tell me can you see
Yourself making assumptions
(making assumptions)?
Contradicting my shit from the outside
Making a judgement (making a judgement)
I guess I'm just like everybody else
Living in this world with no help
No guidance, no self-love, until I met drugs
Gangstas being imitated, by internet thugs
Shrugs no hugs, just guns, just fun
He bust one, retaliate on my loved one
It ain't worth it, need a 9 to 5
It ain't working, not for me
So I'm doing it for a strange purpose
I ain't too focused on the "getting around, "
The pussy will come
I just can't be sitting around
Looking around
Missed it when it could've been now
As good as they come
And got lost in the crowd that's a sad story
See niggas just wanna hustle and rap
Rap music got bitch niggas in
Love with the trap me, I got that shit to
Make the government mad
Pussy nigga, how thuggin is that? Take notes
I don't even know what's real no more
These mothafuckas nowadays
Just be saying shit
A lot of shit going on in the world
And these niggas talkin about
They real niggas
Uh I never been the type to judge niggas
Fuck, niggas look at me like
I lucked up nigga
But this shit is getting harder
Got a stomach full of liquor and
I'm thinking about my daughter
I should be a-fucking-shamed of myself
Baby mama struggling
I put the fucking blame on myself
I should just grab my gat
And fucking aim at myself
I did this on my own
You niggas came with the help
So I disinclude and no I'm not dissing you
But in the interview, I clearly
Said I don't remember you, lil nigga
You ain't nothing but a lil nigga
Just me and my 45
It quite clear that you came full of niggas
Uh, I know that bullshit gangsta talk
But I don't ever get involved
If I ain't involved
What you portraying dawg, blowing money
Fuck that, i'm trying to teach my child
How to save it all
So if I vent to you, tell me can you see
Yourself making assumptions
(making assumptions)?
Contradicting my shit from the outside
Making a judgement (making a judgement)
I guess I'm just like everybody else
Living in this world with no help
No guidance, no self-love, until I met drugs
Gangstas being imitated, by internet thugs
Shrugs no hugs, just guns, just fun
He bust one, retaliate on my loved one
It ain't worth it, need a 9 to 5
It ain't working, not for me
So I'm doing it for a strange purpose
I ain't too focused on the "getting around, "
The pussy will come
I just can't be sitting around
Looking around
Missed it when it could've been now
As good as they come
And got lost in the crowd that's a sad story
See niggas just wanna hustle and rap
Rap music got bitch niggas in
Love with the trap me, I got that shit to
Make the government mad
Pussy nigga, how thuggin is that? Take notes