Dizzy Wright, Njomza - Will It Last lyrics

Poetry is an expression and I just
Need to get this out
You listening to a young father who
Don't got it all figured out
My feeling was killing my spirit it's time
For me to get out this house
And go make something of myself maybe
One day I'll make ya'll proud
But I mean for now I'm in these streets
Running around with my dick in my hand
Couldn't even stick to the plan
Cause I'm gettin distracted again
Now I got a baby on the way
Even though that wasn't in the plan
But I need some unconditional love to
Help me become a better man
Anyways I'm focused
Smokin like fuck yo catchy hook and a slogan
It ain't no middle ground
To Vegas if I ain't a
Legend then I'm the closest
And I just wanna be real with yall
Maybe share my creative ideas with
Yall and build with yall
But yall just gon downplay the boy
Like you don't hear it
Can't be cautious creative thinkers
Must be fearless that's some good advice but
When you presented yo
Big idea how they gon feel it
I say we go make my million
Dollars look like 10 million
But I just wanna sleep in a cali
King and have safe sex on it
Travel the world doin what I love so
I can get a paycheck for it
Put my city on and I got respect for it
When it's rained in and I'm less for it
When you need someone to believe in
I'm the best for it better check for it
Attack everyday like it's my last
Thinking for so long write it in
Short for your simple minded Ass
Lighting the joint like fuck all my
Problems waiting for time to pass
We got it now but will it last

Will it last we got it now we can't go back
Will it last we got it now
Can't go back can't go back

Constantly reminding myself that we all
Look at things differently
Built this so yall can feel this
As I spread this positive energy
Realistically what's important
Cuz half of the time half of these
Niggas don't even know
What they're supporting
If you want the life then I'm warning ya
These fans could say that they love you
And turn into babies without they're formula
Crying to get attention homie
Yo expectations hella low
What happened to being yourself yall see me
And act like yall met a ghost
How you gon handle the lifestyle knowing damn
Well you ain't got no self control
One of my Brodie bros conversing with my
Trying to put me on game
Still I remain with the world on my
Shoulders but yall not feelin my pain
These rappers work a lifetime for a hit
And still be livin the same
So I'm doing everything in my
Power to make this last
I made mistakes in the past but
Today I hope my branches grow
The more money I receive the more the more
My people gon learn what I'm standing for
Focus on how my brand should
Grow they demanding more
Haters hate but they standards low
I'm just trying to balance out
What I'm rappin about
Too much at a time the next
You know they tappin out i was spazzing out
Homie said put down them blacks and
Smoke this half an ounce
And before you bounce make sure
They fuck with your meaning
You too understandable these rappers can't
Fuck with your English
Started thinking maybe I should spaz
Less switched up my address
Coming in peace I'm here to inform
Educate and provide some access
Will it last until my last breath
Maybe past death
If you hear my voice just know
That I'm never gon half step
But ask yourself