BrILLiant Youth Dizzy Wright (Ft. Remo)

[Hook: Dizzy Wright]
Tell em the youth need it
Oh they want the truth
I’m here for two reasons
What’s that?
Money and respect
What’s that, what’s that?
Money and respect

[Verse 1: Big Remo]
If you back to chargin’ niggas a leg and an arm
Motherfuckers got the right to bear arms
And, so I cherish it, rightfully ain’t soft
When it comes to a nigga, I’m lyrically O-Dog
Doughboy, there’s too many Ricky’s
In this little city, so I’m just out to get it
And any years I feel intimidation this situation gets shaky
It’s too many sketchy, any affiliated out to get me bitches
When I don’t answer texts, they swear I’m sleepin with the next
My father told me play chess piece or they let me breathe
Better swear they evils and Caesar's, they should let me be
But they heathens, they ain’t eaten
I dine with royalty, they see it
Scopin my baked ziti
You openly have a nerve, to joke like I ain’t peep it
But that’s a life of American [?]
Met a stranger, and he said keep preachin’ cause the youth need it