"Dizzy" lyrics
CashMoneyAP
Forest Beats
I ain't the one to fuck with
Fell in love with my side bitch
Fell in love with these cold streets
I'm a real nigga, so I'm tied in
These niggas tell the hoes everything, it ain't surprising
Who, me? I'm a young Tony Hawk
'Cause I'm grinding
She gon' call everytime she get drunk, 'cause she wanna fuck
I only answer when it's money on the line, 'cause I want a bunch
Bathing Ape when I run the trenches, Gucci tims to jump in the mud
Fuck the love, we want the plugs
I ain't used to shit, I come from the slums
You gon' think it's a marching band, when I place the call, they gon' come with drums
You gon' think it's a thunderstorm, 'cause my section lit, and we raining 1's
Fuck rap, get racks, nigga
Fuck it off, get it back, nigga
You ain't ready, sit back
I don't trust rap money or these rap niggas
That's word to Pusha
Stack it by the nckle, like I'm [?]
Goioard, bitch, come get a [?]
Standing in the kitchen, cooking, smoking cookie
New hundreds, like I fuck with [?]
I'm copping weight, we gon' need a buggy
Hit it from the back, and do the duggy
Fucking niggas' bitches, so it's hard to trust them
Eh
Money make the world go round, and I'm dizzy
Baby girl left with my heart, now I'm empty
They know I come from the mud, my cup filthy
Gotta keep your eyes on these niggas, the streets tricky
Money make the world go round, and I'm dizzy
Baby girl left with my heart, now I'm empty
They know I come from the mud, my cup filthy
Gotta keep your eyes on these niggas, the streets tricky
Still getting high, fighting demons
Pop a perc for another reason
Fuck [?] baby, can't believe
I'm a blessing like that girl sneezing
Counting money, but I'm still schemeing
Doing shows in a filled arina
Givenchy down, it feel like I'm dreaming
Back to that money, that's my real meaning
What you want? You can get it
You can do it, I done did it
Ain't gotta write it when you really live it
Fucking bad hoes, and never pay to hit it
Trapping work in the Honda Sivic
When I'm M.I.A., I'ma grab the wraith
She gon' come everytime I call
But she tell her friends like I'm tired of Ray
In milwaukee, thumbing through the pros
I just dropped a four, smoking out the [?]
In my city, running through a load
On my work phone, pulling out the bank
Ain't no talking, pulling out the K
Like [?] I'ma let it spray
Every day I open my eyes, I thank God for another day
More money is more problems
Man, I sware to God, I wanna run away
Mama told me don't quit, stay in the booth, 'cause I'm one away
Everybody talking big money, when it's on the floor, they don't wanna pay
Don't wanna grind, but they wanna hate
It's gon' take a month for what I did today
Money make the world go round, and I'm dizzy
Baby girl left with my heart, now I'm empty
They know I come from the mud, my cup filthy
Gotta keep your eyes on these niggas, the streets tricky
Money make the world go round, and I'm dizzy
Baby girl left with my heart, now I'm empty
They know I come from the mud, my cup filthy
Gotta keep your eyes on these niggas, the streets tricky
Forest Beats
I ain't the one to fuck with
Fell in love with my side bitch
Fell in love with these cold streets
I'm a real nigga, so I'm tied in
These niggas tell the hoes everything, it ain't surprising
Who, me? I'm a young Tony Hawk
'Cause I'm grinding
She gon' call everytime she get drunk, 'cause she wanna fuck
I only answer when it's money on the line, 'cause I want a bunch
Bathing Ape when I run the trenches, Gucci tims to jump in the mud
Fuck the love, we want the plugs
I ain't used to shit, I come from the slums
You gon' think it's a marching band, when I place the call, they gon' come with drums
You gon' think it's a thunderstorm, 'cause my section lit, and we raining 1's
Fuck rap, get racks, nigga
Fuck it off, get it back, nigga
You ain't ready, sit back
I don't trust rap money or these rap niggas
That's word to Pusha
Stack it by the nckle, like I'm [?]
Goioard, bitch, come get a [?]
Standing in the kitchen, cooking, smoking cookie
New hundreds, like I fuck with [?]
I'm copping weight, we gon' need a buggy
Hit it from the back, and do the duggy
Fucking niggas' bitches, so it's hard to trust them
Eh
Money make the world go round, and I'm dizzy
Baby girl left with my heart, now I'm empty
They know I come from the mud, my cup filthy
Gotta keep your eyes on these niggas, the streets tricky
Money make the world go round, and I'm dizzy
Baby girl left with my heart, now I'm empty
They know I come from the mud, my cup filthy
Gotta keep your eyes on these niggas, the streets tricky
Still getting high, fighting demons
Pop a perc for another reason
Fuck [?] baby, can't believe
I'm a blessing like that girl sneezing
Counting money, but I'm still schemeing
Doing shows in a filled arina
Givenchy down, it feel like I'm dreaming
Back to that money, that's my real meaning
What you want? You can get it
You can do it, I done did it
Ain't gotta write it when you really live it
Fucking bad hoes, and never pay to hit it
Trapping work in the Honda Sivic
When I'm M.I.A., I'ma grab the wraith
She gon' come everytime I call
But she tell her friends like I'm tired of Ray
In milwaukee, thumbing through the pros
I just dropped a four, smoking out the [?]
In my city, running through a load
On my work phone, pulling out the bank
Ain't no talking, pulling out the K
Like [?] I'ma let it spray
Every day I open my eyes, I thank God for another day
More money is more problems
Man, I sware to God, I wanna run away
Mama told me don't quit, stay in the booth, 'cause I'm one away
Everybody talking big money, when it's on the floor, they don't wanna pay
Don't wanna grind, but they wanna hate
It's gon' take a month for what I did today
Money make the world go round, and I'm dizzy
Baby girl left with my heart, now I'm empty
They know I come from the mud, my cup filthy
Gotta keep your eyes on these niggas, the streets tricky
Money make the world go round, and I'm dizzy
Baby girl left with my heart, now I'm empty
They know I come from the mud, my cup filthy
Gotta keep your eyes on these niggas, the streets tricky
