Dizzy Wright - Verbalizing lyrics
[Dizzy Wright - Verbalizing lyrics]
Aye yo I'm Biggie Hypnotized mixed with Nas
With the spirit of Bob Marley
And a Rastafari god
Y'all niggas on that whack shit
Y'all don't even make me nod
Coming out of Las Vegas
I hope I make it against the odds
Waking up on a job
I fell asleep while I was working
Niggas stuck on jerkin'
I'm stuck on what's really working
Little Dizzy out here hurting
Living on my own seventeen years old
Hit this studio that I call home
Eighteen I'm on that function shit
Get money shit what are dreams for?
By nineteen I see I
Attracted the wrong people
By twenty I'm getting blasted and
Expressing life through this needle
Twenty-one I travel
Rip stages like The Beatles
Made fans, thinking back when we made plans
Started off a dream, growing
But still the same man
What's the game plan? Originality creates
Criminal casualties
You tryna' battle with the case
Yo I'm good, man I'm good
Saying?, they had to formulate it
See what I saw they couldn't orchestrate it
See when I die, know I'mma mean more to Vegas
Cause they gon' do their research
And re-evaluate my work
Yo, they say life is a game
Hope you can play it well
If I ever get unhappy
I'mma pull a Dave Chapelle
Money ain't enough to make it well
If I can't face myself keep it one hundred
Running from who you becoming
Anxious to see what's next because
It's always something coming
Youngin' you don't know the half
Be happy you have something
Niggas want the most
Get a little and then they brag on it
Karma's right
So now niggas want me to feel bad for 'em
Salty as ever
My feelings all in the situation
You niggas only give me inspiration
Call it giving back, I'm sitting back
Emotions more? Mad as fuck
No one to talk to so I'm just smoking
Music got me open, maybe I'm too outspoken
But I'm so fucking devoted
It's all a part of my passion
You fabricate the truth
You choose your rappers off they fashion
I'm just tryna' be the motherfucking package
With the spirit of Bob Marley
And a Rastafari god
Y'all niggas on that whack shit
Y'all don't even make me nod
Coming out of Las Vegas
I hope I make it against the odds
Waking up on a job
I fell asleep while I was working
Niggas stuck on jerkin'
I'm stuck on what's really working
Little Dizzy out here hurting
Living on my own seventeen years old
Hit this studio that I call home
Eighteen I'm on that function shit
Get money shit what are dreams for?
By nineteen I see I
Attracted the wrong people
By twenty I'm getting blasted and
Expressing life through this needle
Twenty-one I travel
Rip stages like The Beatles
Made fans, thinking back when we made plans
Started off a dream, growing
But still the same man
What's the game plan? Originality creates
Criminal casualties
You tryna' battle with the case
Yo I'm good, man I'm good
Saying?, they had to formulate it
See what I saw they couldn't orchestrate it
See when I die, know I'mma mean more to Vegas
Cause they gon' do their research
And re-evaluate my work
Yo, they say life is a game
Hope you can play it well
If I ever get unhappy
I'mma pull a Dave Chapelle
Money ain't enough to make it well
If I can't face myself keep it one hundred
Running from who you becoming
Anxious to see what's next because
It's always something coming
Youngin' you don't know the half
Be happy you have something
Niggas want the most
Get a little and then they brag on it
Karma's right
So now niggas want me to feel bad for 'em
Salty as ever
My feelings all in the situation
You niggas only give me inspiration
Call it giving back, I'm sitting back
Emotions more? Mad as fuck
No one to talk to so I'm just smoking
Music got me open, maybe I'm too outspoken
But I'm so fucking devoted
It's all a part of my passion
You fabricate the truth
You choose your rappers off they fashion
I'm just tryna' be the motherfucking package