Young Jedi Lyrics - Dizzy Wright

1: Logic] 

Back again like I never left 

Young Sinatra, that's to the death 

We turnt up 'til we go deaf 

Rep RattPack 'til my last breath 

I cut records like Kid Cudi 

Day and night, that's all the time 

From the underground to the mainstream 

My same team get all the shine 

They wanted beef, but I never knew 

I just keep the peace and get revenue 

Stay true they never do 

Cut all ties, I'll sever you 

These rappers like women, how soft they appear 

We keepin' it real but they flow is irregular 

Grab the mic and I murder on the regular 

While these bitches hit me up on my cellular 

I can't take the time that I take to rhyme 

And just bullshit, man, that blow my mind 

I'm 23 like MJ 

That's no rest like overtime 

Writing rhymes on the tour bus 

We stay real to the core of us 

They talk shit 'bout RattPack 

But every day, man, there's more of us 

That money come and that money go 

But this music shit, man, that's all I know 

I been broke and I got paid 

Like a Goodfella that got made 

I'm draped up and I'm dripped out 

Went to school, got kicked out 

Told my mama, she flipped out 

Said "fuck it all" and I dipped out 

But I'm back though, whole time 

Fuck bitches, I just rhyme 

Brand new state of mind 

My lifestyle is so divine 

'Cause I've lived and I've learned 

Now I hustle and earn 

'Cause once you in the limelight, everybody concerned 

With your wellbeing, and if you feel okay 

Bitch, you wasn't here a year ago 

Why are you here today? 

I've got professor paper, your money need an extension 

I'm sellin' success, save up and pay attention 

Money can't buy happiness, but that shit can support it 

'Cause what's a family of five if you can't even afford it? 

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Feelin' good, feelin' great... 

Feelin' like a XXL Freshman on your bitch ass, nigga... 

Creepin' on the come-up with my nigga Logic 

Time to get it poppin' 

Got your city watching, hit the stage, them titties poppin' 

What it do? Bruh, I fuck with you 

Don't let these haters knock ya 

Keep it gangsta, keep it, keep it G 

Don't keep them lames around 

And fuck the world, fuck the, fuck the world 

Y'all gon' feel my passion (pass the blunt) 

I'mma create that shit that's fuckin' everlasting 

And I'm overboard with the tactics 

Walk out the house and I ain't even matching 

But I'm stuntin' 'cause I'm the coolest and the youngest 

I told 'em I was a threat - they scared of what's next 

I'm Christoper Dorner in effect if you speakin' down on my name 

Walkin' down this road, I'm the only one in my lane 

And my fingers gettin' itchy, that's that money comin' to get me 

Mr. Wright, Mr. Dizzy Wright, Vegas nigga shit (makin' noise) 

Wait a minute, ain't them niggas on the list? 

Makin' moves, making super moves, who the fuck is you? 

Nigga what? Nigga, nigga, what? Them niggas the truth 

It's an honor to be a part of the heart of the young Sinatra 

You ain't gotta smoke weed, we gon' celebrate with this vodka 

Grindin' for some time, and I'm hella straight with the dollars 

So if you call me, and you need me, then I've got ya 

Don't talk about being the realest, niggas gon' feel us regardless 

We gotta keep on killin' - I've got the mind of Martian 

I'm spaced out... somewhere in a world where I've never been 

Livin' out my dreams and I'm still tryna settle in 

See, it's amazing - studio sessions, beautiful blessings 

I'm faded, usually quiet, but I've got this message 

So I speak it like I know it 

Got my shot, I took it and I didn't fuckin' blow it 

Now everything is in motion 

Callin' out my homies who understand what it means 

To get off your ass, get on your grind and follow your dreams 

Makin' it a fact to be great at what you achieve 

If I lead, would you follow with a ease? 

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Open your mind - elevate to the level of this rhyme 

Keep it G to the dime, many seek, never find 

Never knowing when I'm flowing, feeling heroic, never ask 

Chillin' with your bitch, I can't help but grab up on that ass 

Swervin' at 120 while she's rolling weed on the dash 

Many never follow their dreams, but follow the cash 

And this is the reason the Reaper is comin' for they ass 

Top dollar, money, bitches, Impalas 

Fuck it all, let me holler 

And show you how we do it where I come from 

We gettin' money for the long term, not just no lump sum 

How you feeling? Make a killing, bitches higher than the ceiling 

I'm Goku, you fuckers is Krillin with the spirit bomb 

Fuck around, throw your body on the lawn 

Right in front of your mom, motherfuckers, I'm gone 

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