Will It Last

[Verse 1: Dizzy Wright] Poetry is an expression and I just need to get this out You listening to a young father who don't got it all figured out My feeling was killing my spirit it's time for me to get out this house And go make something of myself maybe one day I'll make ya'll proud But I mean for now I'm in these streets running around with my dick in my hand Couldn't even stick to the plan cause I'm gettin distracted again Now I got a baby on the way even though that wasn't in the plan But I need some unconditional love to help me become a better man Anyways I'm focused Smokin like fuck yo catchy hook and a slogan It ain't no middle ground To Vegas if I ain't a legend then I'm the closest And I just wanna be real with yall Maybe share my creative ideas with yall and build with yall But yall just gon downplay the boy like you don't hear it Can't be cautious creative thinkers must be fearless That's some good advice but when you presented yo big idea how they gon feel it I say we go make my million dollars look like 10 million But I just wanna sleep in a cali king and have safe sex on it Travel the world doin what I love so I can get a paycheck for it Put my city on and I got respect for it when [?] then I'm less for it When you need someone to believe in I'm the best for it Better check for it, attack everyday like its my last Thinking for so long write it in short for your simple minded Ass Lighting the joint like fuck all my problems waiting for time to pass We got it now but will it last [Hook: Njomza] Will it last We got it now We can't go back Will it last We got it now Can't go back Can't go back [Verse 2: Dizzy Wright] Constantly reminding myself that we all look at things differently Built this so yall can feel this as I spread this positive energy Realistically what's important Cuz half of the time half of these niggas don't even know what they're supporting If you want the life then I'm warning ya These fans could say that they love you and turn into babies without they're formula Crying to get attention homie yo expectations hella low What happened to being yourself yall see me and act like yall met a ghost How you gon handle the lifestyle knowing damn well you ain't got no self control One of my Brodie bros conversing with my trying to put me on game Still I remain with the world on my shoulders but yall not feelin my pain These rappers work a lifetime for a hit and still be livin the same So I'm doing everything in my power to make this last I made mistakes in the past but today I hope my branches grow The more money I receive the more the more my people gon learn what I'm standing for Focus on how my brand should grow they demanding more Haters hate but they standards low I'm just trying to balance out what I'm rappin about Too much at a time the next you know they tappin out I was spazzing out, homie said put down them blacks and smoke this half an ounce And before you bounce make sure they fuck with your meaning You too understandable these rappers can't fuck with your English Started thinking maybe I should spaz less switched up my address Coming in peace I'm here to inform educate and provide some access Will it last until my last breath, maybe past death If you hear my voice just know that I'm never gon half step, but ask yourself [Hook]