Dizzy Wright

Dizzy Wright - Nobody's Teaching Game lyrics

rate me

(feat. Capo Young)

Uhh

Dizzy Wright nigga

I told my mam this is me until my dying date

I'm an educated roll this weed and I'ma fly away

I'm blunted keep it three hundred I don't found my place

this sound the fake is all around my way

but I just keep to myself there ain't no harm list

I'm about my business so I keep niggas at arma distance

these niggas iffy, money make a nigga move quickly

couple dollars and now we want to hit this city

no way he strugglin but that money speed on getting bitches

spending your gas money on different mission

this niggas fool these bitches pimpin niggas

y'all got the game twisted, better decisions when I'm living

get it my own I can't be sick

I'm testing my awesome ability surrounded by positive energy

my nigga the industry is fucking letting me down

I'm looking around like damn, these are idles

people faces with these titles ain't no way of sicking around

nigga I'm out, nobody teaching game

Hook:

Ain't nobody teaching that's the game

so we had to learn the game on our own

judging body teaching lesson bout nothing

I can't even tell my right from my wrong

ain't nothing natural everything is in the back

one day if we speed it the last of time

so I'm working harder 'cause I did it god damn it

if I just let time just pass me by

nobody teaching us nothing

Yeah we know too much to try to hole out

holding on your flash it can't even let your sold out

I share sal and crasper, those who took the roll out

I wonder if you see some shit that day

babies know what that about

but I ain't trying judge 'cause I din't do my dirt

but I'm just speaking up 'cause I I don't wanna see you hurt

let me tell you bout my dreams

'cause I don't see the worst

from Malcom mex murder too inside the Hurst and

we just think we need a resolution

and salve a dick that we ain't solved a shit

where we've been shooting

you want your chance and your whips shit

get when you ride

but can't take none of the witch when you die

gotta get back on my soul, gotta stay up on my mind

gotta do me 'cause this niggas they pay a fee to see me weak

I got my passion in my veins my God is all my soul blunt

roll riding raps is our struggle

[Hook:]

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