Lyrics Dizzy Wright

Dizzy Wright

Still Movin

(Bridge)

If it ain’t my time then who time is it? Is it?

I’m putting in that work, I’m on a mission

Wuchu twistin?

Got it twisted, it’s the 90’s in this bitch, you better listen listen

Is you fuckin with my clique? Make a decision

Don’t you get it?

(Hook)

We still movin movin movin movin movin

Movin movin movin movin movin movin

Independent livin and we still movin movin movin movin movin

Movin movin movin movin movin movin

Tell me who the fuck gon stop us now

(Interlude)

That lil nigga Dizzy finally getting nervous hah?

Out of all these rappers that nigga the only one

I should ditch cuz in style would do

But that nigga put in that work, I’m kinda proud of him

(Verse)

That’s why I represent for my town

Niggas hate like I’m fakin shit

Workin my ass off so niggas don’t smuggle in the city then the Vegas strip

Who else put it on like I?

D to the I, double Z, Y

The voice of the 702

Better heard the nigga really going worldwide

Thank God for the folks that have seen my growth

Hookah lounges and competitions

Learning the game I done learned some things

Personalities is optimistic

Everybody want some shit,

Home girl want the dick, I don’t want the bitch

I’m on tour, tryna get to the fans

Goddamn I’m planning my ownership

Why? Cuz Vegas is my stompin grounds

You visit here, we stomp around

Try to sit down,

You couldn’t get love if you was underground

Your fiction money couldn’t fix it

Bitch you better dumb it down

Pullin in the crowd, still movin, who gon hold me down?

(Bridge)

If it ain’t my time then who time is it? Is it?

I’m putting in that work, I’m on a mission

Wuchu twistin?

Got it twisted, it’s the 90’s in this bitch, you better listen listen

Is you fuckin with my clique? Make a decision

Don’t you get it?

(Hook)

We still movin movin movin movin movin

Movin movin movin movin movin movin

Independent livin and we still movin movin movin movin movin

Movin movin movin movin movin movin

Tell me who the fuck gon stop us now

(Interlude)

Yo, fuck what all these niggas say

Illustrating my illest ways

Let me demonstrate

Dim the lights and eat yo dinner plate

You ain’t learned the first lesson

Yea you kinda rap good

But you ain’t got the work ethic

Niggas got it fucked up

(Verse)

Coast to coast with my hopes up

Real shit, no backpack don’t cup

Niggas want what? Niggas want what?

To be strong on top, why they on us?

I got plans for the world, plans for the world

Playin hits for the world, we gon reach to the music

Preach with a beat leash to it

Don’t stick with it if you can’t stick to it

It’s a motherfuckin shame, shame

Oh it’s a motherfuckin shame, shame

How we rappin God’s name in vain, vain

To convince our pains, pains

I know we need change but shit

Niggas need water in here

Oh well, can’t feel

Try to help the world and they pull back

We the niggas that should rap

Matter fact I’m stompin on this hater face

Break away to save the day

I don’t pop mollies, I just wake and bake on a day to day

Niggas try to hold me back

But I had to make a way

‘Cause when you bout yo business that’s just something they can’t take away

(Bridge)

If it ain’t my time then who time is it? Is it?

I’m putting in that work, I’m on a mission

Wuchu twistin?

Got it twisted, it’s the 90’s in this bitch, you better listen listen

Is you fuckin with my clique? Make a decision

Don’t you get it?

(Hook)

We still movin movin movin movin movin

Movin movin movin movin movin movin

Independent livin and we still movin movin movin movin movin

Movin movin movin movin movin movin

Tell me who the fuck gon stop us now

(Verse)

Kick that nigga right in his face

If he in yo space you better let him have it

I told myself I was gon be cool

At the froo when I won’t be lastin

So I just let it go, let it go

Young and professional, professional

Eating these edibles, edibles

Poppin on planes off a plane

As soon as I land I know where to aim, look

I feel that I’ve been misconceived

I see them lookin but is they listenin?

Really it don’t matter if I smoke this weed

Cuz it’s my life and it ain’t yo business

Never it’s time that I find my balance

Don’t talk about me, talk about my talent

You ain’t talkin shit if you don’t talk rappin

You a critic of the size of a cricket, damn

I told em I’m ready and willin, willin

Work hard every day, that’s a given, given

If you give me you livin you helpin yo niggas

Often do cuz I do the same

But you ain’t talked to yo God in a minute

And you suck in some kind of position

Only getting on yo knees when the problem existin

I feel like you should be ashamed

So now I’m stompin cuz I’m aggravated

I ain’t with the procrastinating

Pussy, you a pussy

I think I seen you sellin ass in Vegas

Living out my imagination

I’m finna shine half the nation

Call me Mr. Half-Man-Half-Amazing, ho

(Bridge)

If it ain’t my time then who time is it? Is it?

I’m putting in that work, I’m on a mission

Wuchu twistin?

Got it twisted, it’s the 90’s in this bitch, you better listen listen

Is you fuckin with my clique? Make a decision

Don’t you get it?

(Hook)

We still movin movin movin movin movin

Movin movin movin movin movin movin

Independent livin and we still movin movin movin movin movin

Movin movin movin movin movin movin

Tell me who the fuck gon stop us now