Dizzy Wright - Maintain (Prod DJ Hoppa) Lyrics
[Verse 1: Dizzy Wright]Yo, call me a hard workin' niggaI shouldn't use nigga cause that's what was used against usBut still I abuse it and use it, look how they did usA lot of shit's changed, but something's installed in usWe can't figure out, the Willie Lynch gave them the in and outsWill 'em look who's doin' all the *****in' killin' nowWe got that after slavery, nothin' you can say to meAttitude with Malcolm X speakin' and teachin' braveryViolence is only needed when you feel defeatedAnd parents, pay attention, it ain't cool to raise a demonThat's on lockdown, got out, and now he actin' hostileYou threw away your opportunities, nigga that's a cop-outNot now, we can argue later, all in favorRaise your hands if you deserve another chanceFan of a fan, we sharin' the same thingsWe see the bumps in the road, we smoke and we maintain[Hook: Dizzy Wright]So I, play my position with persistenceConsistent with the flow, nigga we twistin' up the droIn this life of sin, through the highs and lowsTrials and tribulations, you know how it goI pray you niggas maintainI pray you niggas maintainCause when shit gets all bad and you watch the game change***** the bullshit, it's time to maintainYou gotta maintain[Verse 2: Dizzy Wright]Two hours early, rise and shineNo ride, catchin' the bus to be on timeNo time for excuses, it's your life, you can't be stuck on stupidI give 'em the awkward nod like I can't be without a jobHelpin' moms with the bombs, I mean the billsI mean, bombs is how they feel but how I feel don't stop the buildSee when you go without a meal, you stop taking your plate for grantedWe was strong when we was weak, that's why I pray before I eatIt's bittersweet when it's something you wanna keepAnd if that nigga don't wanna help, ***** it, do it by yourselfBut put in effort to better your situationIf not for y'all, then do it for the baby, the system crazyWhether you got you a son or you a daughterDon't run away from your problems or your partner, maintainI know it's getting hard, but it gets harderYou gotta understand, that's the shit that makes you a man[Hook][Verse 3: Joey Bada$$]Gladly, threw the snappy on my nappyAnd the razor where it aches in case a nigga try to clap meI ain't a killa but for skrilla it gets nastyPop up on the wrong night, get popped like mad acneIt ain't no comin' home for you homieIt's funny, *****in' with these rhymes over time'll turn you phonySee niggas makin' money becomin' dealersDeal a pound to squealers, then give the beats out until he DillaIt gets more realer, for real, niggas'll take yourLife, and won't even get life for the stealAnd if you grill, your grill gets Foreman'd, blow out your fundsThen leave it as a warnin' for informants out front like a doormanAin't kiddin', can't take the heat, get out the kitchenIt's things for soft guys like you, like knittin' mittensKissin' kittens, stitchin' snitches, whisperin'Disses, steady wish you had my *****es and my richesPunk niggas[Hook]
