Dirty Dike - Imaginary? lyrics

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Dirty Dike - Imaginary? lyrics

Are you real, are you fake? Are you real, are you fake, are you f**ing imaginary? Are you Bill, are you Gates? Are you copping a mansion already? Me, I'm trying to build, you're trying to break Why are they blocking my mandem intentionally Want a mil, more than a plate Why is me profiting so detrimental to all of my foes I'm on the roads, trying to make P's from a couple of shows but the man wanna watch Stay on my toes Bruddas say meh Wizzy's a pro Cold cold cold thoughts Sure to get warmer like morning light Sure to get warmer like morning light Be sure to get the will to get your life together Cos people die forever And if you naturally have drive then you should satisfy your soul if you're that type of bredda My drive is like I'm Senna that's why I'm quite a vibrant fella I swear a high percentage of my endeavours acquire me cheddar So as my hands sweat my mind's brittle from icy weather A well trained insider sending a ripple from within is definitely more profitable than a bunch of man splashing outside of a nightclub Are you real, are you fake, are you f**ing imaginary? Are you Bill, are you Gates? Are you copping a mansion already? Me, I'm trying to build, you're trying to break Why are they blocking my mandem intentionally Want a mil, more than a plate Why is me profiting so detrimental to all of my foes I'm on the roads, trying to make P's from a couple of shows but the man wanna watch Stay on my toes Bruddas say meh Wizzy's a pro Cold cold cold thoughts Sure to get warmer like morning light Sure to get warmer like morning light All of my mandem are looking at me like they know I'ma come round and k** it I come with a bang I'm a cilliter f** our sinister priminister Sinning from Britian to Wichita Family looking at me like they're proud Cos they're feeling the way that I switched it up Looking at me like I wouldn't come round to your yard on a hype but I know where you n***as are Cold cold cold thoughts Lyrics pour Lyrics more Lyrics Recommending to ignore physics Quantum mechanics and forced limits Swear I just harness the force with it Always endorsing a pure wizard Got an opinion I'm sure with it Pure stubbornness I'm born with it Are you real, are you fake, are you f**ing imaginary? Are you Bill, are you Gates? Are you copping a mansion already? Me, I'm trying to build, you're trying to break Why are they blocking my mandem intentionally Want a mil, more than a plate Why is me profiting so detrimental to all of my foes I'm on the roads, trying to make P's from a couple of shows but the man wanna watch Stay on my toes Bruddas say meh Wizzy's a pro Cold cold cold thoughts Sure to get warmer like morning light Sure to get warmer like morning light Man didn't understand what I said I could've said it more clearly Getting my Waka my Flocka on it's like I don't want you to hear me I'm on the top of the top and the oxygen getting all weary Why am I yelling for help when I know that there's nobody near me Back of the garden 2007 I'm shotting to Rizzle We talking 'bout making it big when it comes to that musical relevance Rather than being a couple degenerates Some of you artist be doing it right Some of you artist be lacking intelligence I'm on the web listening for the evidence Evident that your success isn't prevalent Are you real, are you fake, are you f**ing imaginary? Are you Bill, are you Gates? Are you copping a mansion already? Me, I'm trying to build, you're trying to break Why are they blocking my mandem intentionally Want a mil, more than a plate Why is me profiting so detrimental to all of my foes I'm on the roads, trying to make P's from a couple of shows but the man wanna watch Stay on my toes Bruddas say meh Wizzy's a pro Cold cold cold thoughts Sure to get warmer like morning light Sure to get warmer like morning light