Dizzy Wright - False Reality

False Reality Lyrics


You get what you get, nigga

Ay freeze, bring me that lighter bro

Go ahead and light something up

Vibe with me

[Verse 1: Dizzy Wright]

Never letting this entertainment business drive me (drive me)

Never will I let being famous make me cocky (making me cocky)

So I watch out for these bitches

Cause it'll take them thirty years for them

To try to tarnish your name like Bill Cosby

No paparazzi all in front of my steps

Sometimes, we brothers, we just do that shit to ourselves

We learn from it with a little help in a major way

I'm just hoping we don't fuck around

And make the same mistakes (okay)

But look I'm back here in the same spot that I left in (that I left in)

You don't know me, cool

I'm making my very best first impression

Been blessed to send yall a message

For every time you get into the mood

I'm here for the grown folks to youth

Your family and boo and you

I'm talking everybody

You can accept it at your own pace

But we can't keep screaming racism

If we killing our own race

Not only are we against them

We against us

We been fucked up

Cause this rap life is a fucking false reality


If I could make a living keeping it real with y'all

Keeping it real with y'all, keeping it real with y'all

Then I could go to the grave knowing I did my job

Did my job by not promoting a false reality

Touching the world, got to make this music live forever man

Live forever man, live forever man

Never let someone make you feel you don't feel deserve everything

These false realities ain't everything ([?] know I'm right)

[Verse 2]

She was dying on the outside

Baby was growing on the inside

Bringing a new life into this life

How did it get this way?

Dealing with these petty thugs

That rather hit every club

Instead of giving they baby mama belly rubs

Childish things

Lie about a lot of these things

Like trying to get close to bad bitches

Not knowing we putting down our queens

We don't even notice all this drama we cause

Look, if you don't know nothing about how to love, brother

You don't know nothing at all

Thinking like what if fifty years ago

They had what we got?

These cell phones or the Internet

Would have been divided by color

You all can't even prepare us for this shit we dealing with now

So the newer niggas gotta be able to help their younger brothers

And love each other

Cause the people still talking

The soul of Doctor King is still marching

We dealing with these everyday tragedies

Kids wrapped up in the rap life

That's false reality

(No I don't got to bring up race to know this country was build off it, I'm just saying)


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