Nobody's Teaching Game Lyrics
Uhh
Dizzy Wright nigga
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I told my mam this is me until my dying date
I'm an educated roll this weed and I'ma fly away
I'm blunted keep it three hundred I don't found my place
this sound the fake is all around my way
but I just keep to myself there ain't no harm list
I'm about my business so I keep niggas at arma distance
these niggas iffy, money make a nigga move quickly
couple dollars and now we want to hit this city
no way he strugglin but that money speed on getting bitches
spending your gas money on different mission
this niggas fool these bitches pimpin niggas
y'all got the game twisted, better decisions when I'm living
get it my own I can't be sick
I'm testing my awesome ability surrounded by positive energy
my nigga the industry is fucking letting me down
I'm looking around like damn, these are idles
people faces with these titles ain't no way of sicking around
nigga I'm out, nobody teaching game
Hook:
Ain't nobody teaching that's the game
so we had to learn the game on our own
judging body teaching lesson bout nothing
I can't even tell my right from my wrong
ain't nothing natural everything is in the back
one day if we speed it the last of time
so I'm working harder 'cause I did it god damn it
if I just let time just pass me by
nobody teaching us nothing
Yeah we know too much to try to hole out
holding on your flash it can't even let your sold out
I share sal and crasper, those who took the roll out
I wonder if you see some shit that day
babies know what that about
but I ain't trying judge 'cause I din't do my dirt
but I'm just speaking up 'cause I I don't wanna see you hurt
let me tell you bout my dreams
'cause I don't see the worst
from Malcom mex murder too inside the Hurst and
we just think we need a resolution
and salve a dick that we ain't solved a shit
where we've been shooting
you want your chance and your whips shit
get when you ride
but can't take none of the witch when you die
gotta get back on my soul, gotta stay up on my mind
gotta do me 'cause this niggas they pay a fee to see me weak
I got my passion in my veins my God is all my soul blunt
roll riding raps is our struggle
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