Lil Dicky - Make Belief Lyrics






Sittin' in the backroom
Bein weird like a chatroom
Tryna chill, but I feel the appeals
Hella real, now it's looking like I'm that dude
Always knew I could be that cool
And I ain't worried 'bout a rap duel
'Cause nine-tenths of the names in the game digging trash like a mafuckan' racoon
Made that tape with a gang a hope
And now the hope done changed to know
And now the notes that Dave done wrote
Been looking like a bunch of Muthafuckin famous quotes
And nowadays I ain't phased when they sayin' the jokes
Get in the way of displaying the flow
Like ain't nobody rap this way, gonna crack this game
It's a waste if he playin' em both up at the same time
I ain't even supposed to be the same guy
Ay you gotta switch the funny with the fake shit
Make a fake hit, 'bout the money rake and
Getting babes like a late Zach Morris up in Bayside
That's the only way da shit'll see the daylight
I ain't even gotta humour 'dat
C'mon bruh, even though I'm pretty new to rap
The songs Y'all make stink like tuna cans
C'mon dog where the real ingenuity at?

Errbody wanna act the same
And rap lame crap, tracks get attacked the same
That's why I been up in this muthafucka practicing
'Cause errybody in the game 'bout to know D
Old me, not another fake fucking phoney homie
You'll see

Bet a beer that when dicky done
I'ma make it pretty clear who the gimmick was
I don't think I really care who been dissing us
Lemme know when your career as a mimic up
Better yet I think I got a deal for you critics that's been missing
What I'm spitting one contingency, you listen up

One year you gon' say it's legit
Two years you gon' say it's the shit
In three years, if ma name ain't coming up in conversations 'bout the greatest
In the game and I ain't making the list, I'll suck yo dick
Now you feelin' a bit homophobic
Like, "Ew, what is wrong with him?
Man, this is why nobody big'll do a song with him."
Aight amigo, we gon' see who got it wrong again
Comprehend what the man said
Born to win
Sort of miffed I ain't Jordan yet
Torched the net
For a minute, I admit I am only a beginner
But admit in my core I'm a vet
Lil Dicky know the chip up his my shoulder premature as it gets
He also pretty sure he the best

That's why I been up here imploring the bets
Matter fact I'll put up more than the head
I would give up my life for this shit
You right, then that's it
Ya' knife to ma' wrist
The night of that dick suck
Whatchu thought I was here for dat quick buck
I done gave up my life for this shit
My hypothetical wife and them kids
Couple years when ma' peers have families
And I'm sippin' on a beer being weird as Carrie
If you listen closely you can hear the Camrys bump

L-I-L D-I-C
Every motherfucka wannabe Ali
Every motherfucka talking like they he
But a make-believe can't make belief

Lotta rap dudes brag they great
And this and that dude carry the game
But a select few rap today
Been saying shit like this when it's carrying weight
So who Dave is
Who Dave is
Am I just a muthafucka on a playlist
Am I just another 'sucka being aimless
Am I just another dummy lacking patience
Tell me now
I been down for my day ones
They were smart enough to fuckin' get it
They allowed me to keep going
Now I'll be flowing till the whole world fuckin' 'wit it
Oh, you thought I'm here make a name?
Boi, I'm finna fucking change the game
And if a mafucka' sayin' the same
I'll bet brain when you play him, you'll be saying that he saying the same
Thang, you hearing out of errbody
We ain't fearin' anybody
But I'm finished caring bout ya money
Whatchu wearing out when clubbin'
Who you staring down, the buddies that been there
And all da honey's you been snaring
Mafuckas love to wear it out

It's getting easy to compare ya style
That's why they looking so uneasy when they hear about
A kid who doing something so unique up in the rare crowd
They all preparing doubt
They unprepared now
Like this a new approach to the art form
This muthafucka bringing jokes to the chart or
He doesn't dumb it down, flow lookin' smarter
Bro, I don't know dis' supposed to be hardcore
Up in our sport, it's a hard court
Shit, I'm on the grass straight laughing
The young Roger Federer of rapping
I'm done dodging, this about to happen
Thinkin' back to when Lil Dicky was a tennis captain
I was second singles, but ma' set of skills average
Fuck I admit it, but I hit it kinda different
And my will is what I win it with it's only an example
I am nothing standard
Used to be a camper
You the fucking close mind
I'm about to trample
Errything I flow fire
You ain't hold a candle
Boi, I think it's showtime
I am fucking magic
I ain't fuckin laughin'
I am fucking rapping
This is what could happen when I am on a track
And I'm feeling like a Jag
Stuck up in some in fucking traffic
Knowing that the Maybachs could be getting lapped and
Knowing that the fake rap should be getting fact-checked
Knowing I could make crap and be getting fat cheques

Das' why I never really care for em
I'm too socially aware for 'em
Like how the fuck do we prepare for him?
You better get another notepad
Flowin' nuts like I wrote it from my gonads
I'm tryna tell you muthafuckas I am no fad
Y'all are so bad
I'm a postgrad
Getting so mad
Outta nowhere
D. it's only been a half year
But you flowin' like you knowing you the last here
But you going like ain't no one in ya class here

We ain't even gonna post his work
Is he a joke, lemme know when he let go of the quirk
And then I scroll down look at sounds goin' berserk
Because the whole fucking blog full of flowless twerps
Talking 'bout hoes and twerking, shows what's working
I ain't even tryna say I'm perfect
But I been putting out songs with purpose
I been putting out long-ass verses
And now I'm starting to take it awfully personal
I'm getting sick of seeing Lil Dicky search nulls
Errbody act like I'm Steve Q Urkel
Like I ain't Stefan
Like I ain't the bomb
They treat Dave like I'm Steve Blake
Homie but the replay saying that I'm straight LeBron
Got fans on the cowboys
Sports fans get the transition
But you know you goin' down boys
Errbody know I stay chippin'
And you know I'm 'bout to stay different
Even if they gotta try now
It was fun being dumb but you done being numb to the
One that's been coming with the highbrow
That's what I'm doing when I'm betting dome ya know
I getcha you outcha' comfort zone
You 'bout to question every motherfuckin' thing I'm on
But can't neglect it when America is singing long to dat

L-I-L D-I-C
Every motherfucka wannabe Ali
Every motherfucka talking like they he
But a make-believe can't make belief





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Lil Dicky Make Belief Comments
  1. S.... ....

    Bro i’m so drunk rn and rn all you are my best friends because u all apreciate this song and nobody else in my friendgroup apreciate dave... yo who th am i you, wow my english is so good! I love him

  2. D.... D....

    Guess he really was that dude ...

  3. C.... ....

    Thank you

  4. S.... ....

    Anyone bumping this in 2020?

  5. c.... ....

    This track should have more views - great work

  6. B.... ....

    who be here in 2020?

    B.... ....

    BulletProof right here broski

  7. M.... O....

    This is why we crave more music dicky, you can’t just give us shit like this and stop making music.

  8. M.... H....

    6-7 years later and I still can’t find a rapper that smacks a beat like lil D

  9. L.... T....

    Lt comment 144

  10. C.... X....

    This still my favorite song I’m sorry but it’s sir fucking fire 🔥

  11. V.... W....

    I want to hear him reach his peak 💯

  12. A.... P....

    Fuck you Dicky, for such hardcore lyrics. Luv you.

  13. Z.... H....

    I remember memorizing this song bar for bar when I was 13, I’m 19 now and still know every word. Dave Burd a rap legend to me👌🏼

  14. D.... P....

    Man keep that shit up u the new gen of rap fck yeah

  15. Y.... S....

    4:02 / 4:10

  16. a.... m....

    https://youtu.be/Me2hFJ9Lymk denle like por favor 🙏🏽

  17. c.... ....

    6 years ago.... dang. His next album is gonna be very very interesting

  18. a.... ....

    still here

  19. M.... J....

    Iconic. This aged VERY well

  20. F.... M....

    Never heard this until rn 🔥 only a minute in

  21. D.... ....

    best track. so much flow and skill.

  22. c.... ....

    thank you for the moan at the start. my speakers were mighty loud everyone stopped and looked at me XD

  23. K.... 3....

    Well, Guess I'm not getting my dick sucked. . 🤯🤯🤯

  24. L.... S....

    Don't like my post if you think LD isn't a PROFESSIONAL RAPPER!

  25. S.... P....

    Mr Leftward-Sloping Penis

  26. S.... M....

    Hy' i'm a still a dick head, that'z still getten' use to showen my purpose to stay growing

  27. K.... F....

    loving dick isn't gay if its lil.

  28. n.... ....

    Who's here in 2019?

  29. C.... R....

    Jeez lil dicky when will this shit hit Spotify

  30. F.... B....

    why the fuck this song is on top of some chart ... that society

  31. i.... s....

    I need more of these

  32. D.... M....

    Anyone still listening in 2021?? This shit is a heater

  33. B.... B....

    "Man this is why nobody big'll do a song with him"
    Dicky: Releases "Earth" ft. 30 something biggest names, Mark Cuban, and Leonardo DiCaprio...

  34. D.... ....

    Cant lie dicky will never be topped, he's already ahead of everyone

  35. A.... F....

    "Like Zach Morris up in Bayside"

  36. K.... E....

    2019 stoll poppin

  37. J.... C....

    2019 and lil dicky the only one spitting bars, and doing it for 5+ minutes...

  38. J.... D....

    5 years later shit still giving me goosebumps.

  39. O.... J....

    You did it

  40. R.... ....

    this shits so fuckin fire

  41. R.... ....

    You either die a hero, or live long enough to become a villain

  42. T.... T....

    Can't let any new nerds find this gem

  43. G.... ....

    This reminds me of Andre Nickatina, ... Andre Dickatina

  44. S.... L....

    I have a dick in my brain,
    Yea! Fucked in the head

  45. D.... d....

    1:59

    Damn bruh, he wasn’t lying.
    Releases “Earth” with mostly well known artists, and people.

  46. O.... A....

    Where can I find the instrumental ?

  47. P.... ....

    @Lost In Vegas

  48. J.... H....

    "So Hard" reminds me of Eminem's "Infinite". Just raw talent and genius pouring out in a really rough, unharnessed, stream-of-conscious way.

    This is always going to be something special, no matter how many hits he makes.

  49. K.... 3....

    1:57 listening to this after EARTH, Loll man's is nostradamus!!!

  50. E.... M....

    not the hero we deserve. the one we need

  51. J.... C....

    Fire 🔥

  52. D.... D....

    Who here in 2019 after the free style with sway binging dis shit

  53. b.... ....

    This marks a significant change in Dicky's flow, cadence, and overall style. This is the beginning of the sound he's become known for. I love this shit!

  54. r.... ....

    Never heard this. Damn I knew he can rap, but this shit is 🔥

  55. m.... A....

    This song deserves a grammy

  56. M.... F....

    still bumping this 2019, easily his best song

  57. E.... ....

    Lil dicky goes hard I get it nowww

  58. J.... n....

    I miss when he wrapped like this

  59. K.... N....

    Lil Dicky knew Lebron was going to the Lakers in 2013! Steve Blake to Lebron reference.

  60. i.... ....

    The stage name “lil dicky” was a mistake

    i.... ....

    it was well studied.

    this man has the biggest potential fan base among white youths, ALSO for the name.

  61. r.... n....

    2019 Lil Dicky still the goat

  62. E.... D....

    2019 anyone...? This man is still above most of the "up and coming" new rappers. 🔥 can't knock their hustle but this man has CRAFTED his element 💯👌

  63. J.... C....

    Who misses this Lil Dicky? WTF happened?

  64. K.... F....

    Who still bumping this in 2019

  65. I.... I....

    Should be way over 4m views by now, I think YouTube is scamming views.

  66. l.... t....

    Y am i 6 years late?

  67. L.... ....

    Why is this not on Spotify? Till this day this is still my fave lil dicky song

  68. D.... H....

    Who’s bumping this in 2019

    D.... H....

    Only recent comment lmao

    D.... H....

    @Salty Pup irk lol

    D.... H....

    @Ryan Green honestly prob one of my faves and one of his bests imo

    D.... H....

    2020 man

  69. C.... S....

    Lyrics:

    [Verse 1: Lil Dicky]
    Sittin' in the backroom
    Bein weird like a chatroom
    Tryna chill, but I feel the appeals
    Hella real, now it’s looking like I’m that dude
    Always knew I could be that cool
    And I ain’t worried 'bout a rap duel
    'Cause nine-tenths of the names in the game digging trash like a mafuckan' racoon
    Made that tape with a gang a hope
    And now the hope done changed to know
    And now the notes that Dave done wrote
    Been looking like a bunch of Muthafuckin famous quotes
    And nowadays I ain’t phased when they sayin' the jokes
    Get in the way of displaying the flow
    Like ain't nobody rap this way, gonna crack this game
    It’s a waste if he playin' em both up at the same time
    I ain’t even supposed to be the same guy
    Ay you gotta switch the funny with the fake shit
    Make a fake hit, 'bout the money rake and
    Getting babes like a late Zach Morris up in Bayside
    That’s the only way da shit’ll see the daylight
    I ain’t even gotta humour 'dat
    C'mon bruh, even though I’m pretty new to rap
    The songs Y'all make stink like tuna cans
    C'mon dog where the real ingenuity at?


    [Verse 2: Lil Dicky]
    Errbody wanna act the same
    And rap lame crap, tracks get attacked the same
    That’s why I been up in this muthafucka practicing
    'Cause errybody in the game 'bout to know D
    Old me, not another fake fucking phoney homie
    You’ll see

    [Verse 3: Lil Dicky]
    Bet a beer that when dicky done
    I’ma make it pretty clear who the gimmick was
    I don’t think I really care who been dissing us
    Lemme know when your career as a mimic up
    Better yet I think I got a deal for you critics that’s been missing
    What I’m spitting one contingency, you listen up

    [Verse 4: Lil Dicky]
    One year you gon' say it’s legit
    Two years you gon' say it’s the shit
    In three years, if ma name ain't coming up in conversations 'bout the greatest
    In the game and I ain’t making the list, I’ll suck yo dick
    Now you feelin' a bit homophobic
    Like, "Ew, what is wrong with him?
    Man, this is why nobody big’ll do a song with him."
    Aight amigo, we gon' see who got it wrong again
    Comprehend what the man said
    Born to win
    Sort of miffed I ain't Jordan yet
    Torched the net
    For a minute, I admit I am only a beginner
    But admit in my core I’m a vet
    Lil Dicky know the chip up his my shoulder premature as it gets
    He also pretty sure he the best


    [Verse 5: Lil Dicky]
    That’s why I been up here imploring the bets
    Matter fact I’ll put up more than the head
    I would give up my life for this shit
    You right, then that’s it
    Ya' knife to ma' wrist
    The night of that dick suck
    Whatchu thought I was here for dat quick buck
    I done gave up my life for this shit
    My hypothetical wife and them kids
    Couple years when ma' peers have families
    And I’m sippin' on a beer being weird as Carrie
    If you listen closely you can hear the Camrys bump

    [Hook: Lil Dicky]
    L-I-L D-I-C
    Every motherfucka wannabe Ali
    Every motherfucka talking like they he
    But a make-believe can’t make belief

    [Verse 6: Lil Dicky]
    Lotta rap dudes brag they great
    And this and that dude carry the game
    But a select few rap today
    Been saying shit like this when it’s carrying weight
    So who Dave is
    Who Dave is
    Am I just a muthafucka on a playlist
    Am I just another 'sucka being aimless
    Am I just another dummy lacking patience
    Tell me now
    I been down for my day ones
    They were smart enough to fuckin' get it
    They allowed me to keep going
    Now I’ll be flowing till the whole world fuckin' 'wit it
    Oh, you thought I’m here make a name?
    Boi, I’m finna fucking change the game
    And if a mafucka' sayin' the same
    I’ll bet brain when you play him, you’ll be saying that he saying the same
    Thang, you hearing out of errbody
    We ain’t fearin' anybody
    But I’m finished caring bout ya money
    Whatchu wearing out when clubbin'
    Who you staring down, the buddies that been there
    And all da honey's you been snaring
    Mafuckas love to wear it out


    [Verse 7: Lil Dicky]
    It’s getting easy to compare ya style
    That’s why they looking so uneasy when they hear about
    A kid who doing something so unique up in the rare crowd
    They all preparing doubt
    They unprepared now
    Like this a new approach to the art form
    This muthafucka bringing jokes to the chart or
    He doesn’t dumb it down, flow lookin' smarter
    Bro, I don't know dis' supposed to be hardcore
    Up in our sport, it’s a hard court
    Shit, I’m on the grass straight laughing
    The young Roger Federer of rapping
    I’m done dodging, this about to happen
    Thinkin' back to when Lil Dicky was a tennis captain
    I was second singles, but ma' set of skills average
    Fuck I admit it, but I hit it kinda different
    And my will is what I win it with it’s only an example
    I am nothing standard
    Used to be a camper
    You the fucking close mind
    I’m about to trample
    Errything I flow fire
    You ain't hold a candle
    Boi, I think it’s showtime
    I am fucking magic
    I ain’t fuckin laughin'
    I am fucking rapping
    This is what could happen when I am on a track
    And I’m feeling like a Jag
    Stuck up in some in fucking traffic
    Knowing that the Maybachs could be getting lapped and
    Knowing that the fake rap should be getting fact-checked
    Knowing I could make crap and be getting fat cheques

    [Verse 8: Lil Dicky]
    Das' why I never really care for em
    I’m too socially aware for 'em
    Like how the fuck do we prepare for him?
    You better get another notepad
    Flowin' nuts like I wrote it from my gonads
    I’m tryna tell you muthafuckas I am no fad
    Y’all are so bad
    I’m a postgrad
    Getting so mad
    Outta nowhere
    D. it’s only been a half year
    But you flowin' like you knowing you the last here
    But you going like ain't no one in ya class here

    [Verse 9: Lil Dicky]
    We ain’t even gonna post his work
    Is he a joke, lemme know when he let go of the quirk
    And then I scroll down look at sounds goin' berserk
    Because the whole fucking blog full of flowless twerps
    Talking 'bout hoes and twerking, shows what’s working
    I ain’t even tryna say I’m perfect
    But I been putting out songs with purpose
    I been putting out long-ass verses
    And now I’m starting to take it awfully personal
    I’m getting sick of seeing Lil Dicky search nulls
    Errbody act like I’m Steve Q Urkel
    Like I ain't Stefan
    Like I ain’t the bomb
    They treat Dave like I’m Steve Blake
    Homie but the replay saying that I’m straight LeBron
    Got fans on the cowboys
    Sports fans get the transition
    But you know you goin' down boys
    Errbody know I stay chippin'
    And you know I’m 'bout to stay different
    Even if they gotta try now
    It was fun being dumb but you done being numb to the
    One that's been coming with the highbrow
    That’s what I’m doing when I’m betting dome ya know
    I getcha you outcha' comfort zone
    You 'bout to question every motherfuckin' thing I’m on
    But can’t neglect it when America is singing long to dat

    [Hook: Lil Dicky]
    L-I-L D-I-C
    Every motherfucka wannabe Ali
    Every motherfucka talking like they he
    But a make-believe can’t make belief

  70. J.... D....

    Posting my opinion. Shit's for beginners. You're a great. I will always support you to the end. Keep it great and I love the flow.

  71. N.... ....

    beat is so pleasant to listen to

  72. J.... A....

    Still Lovin this <3

  73. i.... ....

    Dick. Keep your word. Make this song your roadmap

  74. c.... T....

    Back when dicky was good :(

  75. J.... ....

    IMA FUCKIN BIG FAN MAAN SINCE DAY 1 IM FUCKING PROUD OF U G🙏🏾

  76. S.... T....

    "Like ew what is wrong with him, and this is why nobody big will do a song with him - alright amigo we goin see who got it wrong again"

    6 years later comes out with 'Earth' with every big name in music currently on the track

  77. S.... ....

    Dicky where'd you go?

  78. A.... W....

    Sittin' in the backroom
    Bein weird like a chatroom
    Tryna chill, but I feel the appeals
    Hella real, now it’s looking like I’m that dude
    Always knew I could be that cool
    And I ain’t worried 'bout a rap duel
    'Cause nine-tenths of the names in the game digging trash like a mafuckan' racoon
    Made that tape with a gang a hope
    And now the hope done changed to know
    And now the notes that Dave done wrote
    Been looking like a bunch of Muthafuckin famous quotes
    And nowadays I ain’t phased when they sayin' the jokes
    Get in the way of displaying the flow
    Like ain't nobody rap this way, gonna crack this game
    It’s a waste if he playin' em both up at the same time
    I ain’t even supposed to be the same guy
    Ay you gotta switch the funny with the fake shit
    Make a fake hit, 'bout the money rake and
    Getting babes like a late Zach Morris up in Bayside
    That’s the only way da shit’ll see the daylight
    I ain’t even gotta humour 'dat
    C'mon bruh, even though I’m pretty new to rap
    The songs Y'all make stink like tuna cans
    C'mon dog where the real ingenuity at?

    [Verse 2: Lil Dicky]
    Errbody wanna act the same
    And rap lame crap, tracks get attacked the same
    That’s why I been up in this muthafucka practicing
    'Cause errybody in the game 'bout to know D
    Old me, not another fake fucking phoney homie
    You’ll see

    [Verse 3: Lil Dicky]
    Bet a beer that when dicky done
    I’ma make it pretty clear who the gimmick was
    I don’t think I really care who been dissing us
    Lemme know when your career as a mimic up
    Better yet I think I got a deal for you critics that’s been missing
    What I’m spitting one contingency, you listen up

    [Verse 4: Lil Dicky]
    One year you gon' say it’s legit
    Two years you gon' say it’s the shit
    In three years, if ma name ain't coming up in conversations 'bout the greatest
    In the game and I ain’t making the list, I’ll suck yo dick
    Now you feelin' a bit homophobic
    Like, "Ew, what is wrong with him?
    Man, this is why nobody big’ll do a song with him."
    Aight amigo, we gon' see who got it wrong again
    Comprehend what the man said
    Born to win
    Sort of miffed I ain't Jordan yet
    Torched the net
    For a minute, I admit I am only a beginner
    But admit in my core I’m a vet
    Lil Dicky know the chip up his my shoulder premature as it gets
    He also pretty sure he the best


    [Verse 5: Lil Dicky]
    That’s why I been up here imploring the bets
    Matter fact I’ll put up more than the head
    I would give up my life for this shit
    You right, then that’s it
    Ya' knife to ma' wrist
    The night of that dick suck
    Whatchu thought I was here for dat quick buck
    I done gave up my life for this shit
    My hypothetical wife and them kids
    Couple years when ma' peers have families
    And I’m sippin' on a beer being weird as Carrie
    If you listen closely you can hear the Camrys bump

    [Hook: Lil Dicky]
    L-I-L D-I-C
    Every motherfucka wannabe Ali
    Every motherfucka talking like they he
    But a make-believe can’t make belief

    [Verse 6: Lil Dicky]
    Lotta rap dudes brag they great
    And this and that dude carry the game
    But a select few rap today
    Been saying shit like this when it’s carrying weight
    So who Dave is
    Who Dave is
    Am I just a muthafucka on a playlist
    Am I just another 'sucka being aimless
    Am I just another dummy lacking patience
    Tell me now
    I been down for my day ones
    They were smart enough to fuckin' get it
    They allowed me to keep going
    Now I’ll be flowing till the whole world fuckin' 'wit it
    Oh, you thought I’m here make a name?
    Boi, I’m finna fucking change the game
    And if a mafucka' sayin' the same
    I’ll bet brain when you play him, you’ll be saying that he saying the same
    Thang, you hearing out of errbody
    We ain’t fearin' anybody
    But I’m finished caring bout ya money
    Whatchu wearing out when clubbin'
    Who you staring down, the buddies that been there
    And all da honey's you been snaring
    Mafuckas love to wear it out

    [Verse 7: Lil Dicky]
    It’s getting easy to compare ya style
    That’s why they looking so uneasy when they hear about
    A kid who doing something so unique up in the rare crowd
    They all preparing doubt
    They unprepared now
    Like this a new approach to the art form
    This muthafucka bringing jokes to the chart or
    He doesn’t dumb it down, flow lookin' smarter
    Bro, I don't know dis' supposed to be hardcore
    Up in our sport, it’s a hard court
    Shit, I’m on the grass straight laughing
    The young Roger Federer of rapping
    I’m done dodging, this about to happen
    Thinkin' back to when Lil Dicky was a tennis captain
    I was second singles, but ma' set of skills average
    Fuck I admit it, but I hit it kinda different
    And my will is what I win it with it’s only an example
    I am nothing standard
    Used to be a camper
    You the fucking close mind
    I’m about to trample
    Errything I flow fire
    You ain't hold a candle
    Boi, I think it’s showtime
    I am fucking magic
    I ain’t fuckin laughin'
    I am fucking rapping
    This is what could happen when I am on a track
    And I’m feeling like a Jag
    Stuck up in some in fucking traffic
    Knowing that the Maybachs could be getting lapped and
    Knowing that the fake rap should be getting fact-checked
    Knowing I could make crap and be getting fat cheques

    [Verse 8: Lil Dicky]
    Das' why I never really care for em
    I’m too socially aware for 'em
    Like how the fuck do we prepare for him?
    You better get another notepad
    Flowin' nuts like I wrote it from my gonads
    I’m tryna tell you muthafuckas I am no fad
    Y’all are so bad
    I’m a postgrad
    Getting so mad
    Outta nowhere
    D. it’s only been a half year
    But you flowin' like you knowing you the last here
    But you going like ain't no one in ya class here

    [Verse 9: Lil Dicky]
    We ain’t even gonna post his work
    Is he a joke, lemme know when he let go of the quirk
    And then I scroll down look at sounds goin' berserk
    Because the whole fucking blog full of flowless twerps
    Talking 'bout hoes and twerking, shows what’s working
    I ain’t even tryna say I’m perfect
    But I been putting out songs with purpose
    I been putting out long-ass verses
    And now I’m starting to take it awfully personal
    I’m getting sick of seeing Lil Dicky search nulls
    Errbody act like I’m Steve Q Urkel
    Like I ain't Stefan
    Like I ain’t the bomb
    They treat Dave like I’m Steve Blake
    Homie but the replay saying that I’m straight LeBron
    Got fans on the cowboys
    Sports fans get the transition
    But you know you goin' down boys
    Errbody know I stay chippin'
    And you know I’m 'bout to stay different
    Even if they gotta try now
    It was fun being dumb but you done being numb to the
    One that's been coming with the highbrow
    That’s what I’m doing when I’m betting dome ya know
    I getcha you outcha' comfort zone
    You 'bout to question every motherfuckin' thing I’m on
    But can’t neglect it when America is singing long to dat

  79. O.... P....

    “Flowin nuts like I wrote from my gonads”

    Hardest line of all time😤🔥💯💯

  80. R.... ....

    Fuck hes so good hope he get's back to songs like this. Hated Freaky Friday.

  81. j.... ....

    glad he never had to suck that d yo

  82. J.... M....

    🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

  83. F.... M....

    This guy can rap, also this guy's heart is out there on the paper! I love your rap! I love ur speaking your mind! I fucking love the way u express the shit out of ur feelinga.

  84. E.... ....

    Somebody pissed Dicky off. Bad.

  85. G.... G....

    So happy you blew up dude, even if it was because of Chris Brown and Snoop it was always you as the main attraction. Been here ever since I accidentally stumbled onto the Lion King, your flow is on point 👌

  86. N.... L....

    I remember the first time listening to Ex-Boyfriend and just instantly thought this guy is good and just followed you as you continued making music and just starting thinking this guy is REALLY fucking good how is he not blown up yet and now you’ve made it glad that happened for you dicky still listen to your old shit to this day

  87. N.... R....

    sometimes u dnt need 2 follow th game''''.... Sooner or later the game will follow u!!!!!!!!!!

  88. L.... F....

    2019💕

  89. T.... M....

    I can literally feel the bars. This is talent unlike anything I’ve ever seen before

  90. d.... s....

    The best L.D. rap, and one of the best ever!

  91. M.... x....

    Bumbn in 2019?

  92. R.... P....

    This song needs more recognition

  93. P.... M....

    2019 and it still bumps

  94. D.... ....

    Dicky in 2019? Hell yea

  95. D.... R....

    Sittin' in the backroom
    Bein weird like a chatroom
    Tryna chill, but I feel the appeals
    Hella real, now it’s looking like I’m that dude
    Always knew I could be that cool
    And I ain’t worried 'bout a rap duel
    'Cause nine-tenths of the names in the game digging trash like a mafuckan' racoon
    Made that tape with a gang a hope
    And now the hope done changed to know
    And now the notes that Dave done wrote
    Been looking like a bunch of Muthafuckin famous quotes
    And nowadays I ain’t phased when they sayin' the jokes
    Get in the way of displaying the flow
    Like ain't nobody rap this way, gonna crack this game
    It’s a waste if he playin' em both up at the same time
    I ain’t even supposed to be the same guy
    Ay you gotta switch the funny with the fake shit
    Make a fake hit, 'bout the money rake and
    Getting babes like a late Zach Morris up in Bayside
    That’s the only way da shit’ll see the daylight
    I ain’t even gotta humour 'dat
    C'mon bruh, even though I’m pretty new to rap
    The songs Y'all make stink like tuna cans
    C'mon dog where the real ingenuity at?

    [Verse 2: Lil Dicky]
    Errbody wanna act the same
    And rap lame crap, tracks get attacked the same
    That’s why I been up in this muthafucka practicing
    'Cause errybody in the game 'bout to know D
    Old me, not another fake fucking phoney homie
    You’ll see

    [Verse 3: Lil Dicky]
    Bet a beer that when dicky done
    I’ma make it pretty clear who the gimmick was
    I don’t think I really care who been dissing us
    Lemme know when your career as a mimic up
    Better yet I think I got a deal for you critics that’s been missing
    What I’m spitting one contingency, you listen up

    [Verse 4: Lil Dicky]
    One year you gon' say it’s legit
    Two years you gon' say it’s the shit
    In three years, if ma name ain't coming up in conversations 'bout the greatest
    In the game and I ain’t making the list, I’ll suck yo dick
    Now you feelin' a bit homophobic
    Like, "Ew, what is wrong with him?
    Man, this is why nobody big’ll do a song with him."
    Aight amigo, we gon' see who got it wrong again
    Comprehend what the man said
    Born to win
    Sort of miffed I ain't Jordan yet
    Torched the net
    For a minute, I admit I am only a beginner
    But admit in my core I’m a vet
    Lil Dicky know the chip up his my shoulder premature as it gets
    He also pretty sure he the best

    [Verse 5: Lil Dicky]
    That’s why I been up here imploring the bets
    Matter fact I’ll put up more than the head
    I would give up my life for this shit
    You right, then that’s it
    Ya' knife to ma' wrist
    The night of that dick suck
    Whatchu thought I was here for dat quick buck
    I done gave up my life for this shit
    My hypothetical wife and them kids
    Couple years when ma' peers have families
    And I’m sippin' on a beer being weird as Carrie
    If you listen closely you can hear the Camrys bump

    [Hook: Lil Dicky]
    L-I-L D-I-C
    Every motherfucka wannabe Ali
    Every motherfucka talking like they he
    But a make-believe can’t make belief

    [Verse 6: Lil Dicky]
    Lotta rap dudes brag they great
    And this and that dude carry the game
    But a select few rap today
    Been saying shit like this when it’s carrying weight
    So who Dave is
    Who Dave is
    Am I just a muthafucka on a playlist
    Am I just another 'sucka being aimless
    Am I just another dummy lacking patience
    Tell me now
    I been down for my day ones
    They were smart enough to fuckin' get it
    They allowed me to keep going
    Now I’ll be flowing till the whole world fuckin' 'wit it
    Oh, you thought I’m here make a name?
    Boi, I’m finna fucking change the game
    And if a mafucka' sayin' the same
    I’ll bet brain when you play him, you’ll be saying that he saying the same
    Thang, you hearing out of errbody
    We ain’t fearin' anybody
    But I’m finished caring bout ya money
    Whatchu wearing out when clubbin'
    Who you staring down, the buddies that been there
    And all da honey's you been snaring
    Mafuckas love to wear it out

    [Verse 7: Lil Dicky]
    It’s getting easy to compare ya style
    That’s why they looking so uneasy when they hear about
    A kid who doing something so unique up in the rare crowd
    They all preparing doubt
    They unprepared now
    Like this a new approach to the art form
    This muthafucka bringing jokes to the chart or
    He doesn’t dumb it down, flow lookin' smarter
    Bro, I don't know dis' supposed to be hardcore
    Up in our sport, it’s a hard court
    Shit, I’m on the grass straight laughing
    The young Roger Federer of rapping
    I’m done dodging, this about to happen
    Thinkin' back to when Lil Dicky was a tennis captain
    I was second singles, but ma' set of skills average
    Fuck I admit it, but I hit it kinda different
    And my will is what I win it with it’s only an example
    I am nothing standard
    Used to be a camper
    You the fucking close mind
    I’m about to trample
    Errything I flow fire
    You ain't hold a candle
    Boi, I think it’s showtime
    I am fucking magic
    I ain’t fuckin laughin'
    I am fucking rapping
    This is what could happen when I am on a track
    And I’m feeling like a Jag
    Stuck up in some in fucking traffic
    Knowing that the Maybachs could be getting lapped and
    Knowing that the fake rap should be getting fact-checked
    Knowing I could make crap and be getting fat cheques

    [Verse 8: Lil Dicky]
    Das' why I never really care for em
    I’m too socially aware for 'em
    Like how the fuck do we prepare for him?
    You better get another notepad
    Flowin' nuts like I wrote it from my gonads
    I’m tryna tell you muthafuckas I am no fad
    Y’all are so bad
    I’m a postgrad
    Getting so mad
    Outta nowhere
    D. it’s only been a half year
    But you flowin' like you knowing you the last here
    But you going like ain't no one in ya class here

    [Verse 9: Lil Dicky]
    We ain’t even gonna post his work
    Is he a joke, lemme know when he let go of the quirk
    And then I scroll down look at sounds goin' berserk
    Because the whole fucking blog full of flowless twerps
    Talking 'bout hoes and twerking, shows what’s working
    I ain’t even tryna say I’m perfect
    But I been putting out songs with purpose
    I been putting out long-ass verses
    And now I’m starting to take it awfully personal
    I’m getting sick of seeing Lil Dicky search nulls
    Errbody act like I’m Steve Q Urkel
    Like I ain't Stefan
    Like I ain’t the bomb
    They treat Dave like I’m Steve Blake
    Homie but the replay saying that I’m straight LeBron
    Got fans on the cowboys
    Sports fans get the transition
    But you know you goin' down boys
    Errbody know I stay chippin'
    And you know I’m 'bout to stay different
    Even if they gotta try now
    It was fun being dumb but you done being numb to the
    One that's been coming with the highbrow
    That’s what I’m doing when I’m betting dome ya know
    I getcha you outcha' comfort zone
    You 'bout to question every motherfuckin' thing I’m on
    But can’t neglect it when America is singing long to dat

    [Hook: Lil Dicky]
    L-I-L D-I-C
    Every motherfucka wannabe Ali
    Every motherfucka talking like they he
    But a make-believe can’t make belief

  96. C.... J....

    nothing was quite the way it used to be before

  97. h.... p....

    the funny shit is lil dicky, this is lit dicky right here

  98. L.... ....

    Lyrics:
    [Verse 1: Lil Dicky]
    Sittin' in the backroom
    Bein weird like a chatroom
    Tryna chill, but I feel the appeals
    Hella real, now it’s looking like I’m that dude
    Always knew I could be that cool
    And I ain’t worried 'bout a rap duel
    'Cause nine-tenths of the names in the game digging trash like a mafuckan' racoon
    Made that tape with a gang a hope
    And now the hope done changed to know
    And now the notes that Dave done wrote
    Been looking like a bunch of Muthafuckin famous quotes
    And nowadays I ain’t phased when they sayin' the jokes
    Get in the way of displaying the flow
    Like ain't nobody rap this way, gonna crack this game
    It’s a waste if he playin' em both up at the same time
    I ain’t even supposed to be the same guy
    Ay you gotta switch the funny with the fake shit
    Make a fake hit, 'bout the money rake and
    Getting babes like a late Zach Morris up in Bayside
    That’s the only way da shit’ll see the daylight
    I ain’t even gotta humour 'dat
    C'mon bruh, even though I’m pretty new to rap
    The songs Y'all make stink like tuna cans
    C'mon dog where the real ingenuity at?

    [Verse 2: Lil Dicky]
    Errbody wanna act the same
    And rap lame crap, tracks get attacked the same
    That’s why I been up in this muthafucka practicing
    'Cause errybody in the game 'bout to know D
    Old me, not another fake fucking phoney homie
    You’ll see

    [Verse 3: Lil Dicky]
    Bet a beer that when dicky done
    I’ma make it pretty clear who the gimmick was
    I don’t think I really care who been dissing us
    Lemme know when your career as a mimic up
    Better yet I think I got a deal for you critics that’s been missing
    What I’m spitting one contingency, you listen up

    [Verse 4: Lil Dicky]
    One year you gon' say it’s legit
    Two years you gon' say it’s the shit
    In three years, if ma name ain't coming up in conversations 'bout the greatest
    In the game and I ain’t making the list, I’ll suck yo dick
    Now you feelin' a bit homophobic
    Like, "Ew, what is wrong with him?
    Man, this is why nobody big’ll do a song with him."
    Aight amigo, we gon' see who got it wrong again
    Comprehend what the man said
    Born to win
    Sort of miffed I ain't Jordan yet
    Torched the net
    For a minute, I admit I am only a beginner
    But admit in my core I’m a vet
    Lil Dicky know the chip up his my shoulder premature as it gets
    He also pretty sure he the best

    [Verse 5: Lil Dicky]
    That’s why I been up here imploring the bets
    Matter fact I’ll put up more than the head
    I would give up my life for this shit
    You right, then that’s it
    Ya' knife to ma' wrist
    The night of that dick suck
    Whatchu thought I was here for dat quick buck
    I done gave up my life for this shit
    My hypothetical wife and them kids
    Couple years when ma' peers have families
    And I’m sippin' on a beer being weird as Carrie
    If you listen closely you can hear the Camrys bump

    [Hook: Lil Dicky]
    L-I-L D-I-C
    Every motherfucka wannabe Ali
    Every motherfucka talking like they he
    But a make-believe can’t make belief

    [Verse 6: Lil Dicky]
    Lotta rap dudes brag they great
    And this and that dude carry the game
    But a select few rap today
    Been saying shit like this when it’s carrying weight
    So who Dave is
    Who Dave is
    Am I just a muthafucka on a playlist
    Am I just another 'sucka being aimless
    Am I just another dummy lacking patience
    Tell me now
    I been down for my day ones
    They were smart enough to fuckin' get it
    They allowed me to keep going
    Now I’ll be flowing till the whole world fuckin' 'wit it
    Oh, you thought I’m here make a name?
    Boi, I’m finna fucking change the game
    And if a mafucka' sayin' the same
    I’ll bet brain when you play him, you’ll be saying that he saying the same
    Thang, you hearing out of errbody
    We ain’t fearin' anybody
    But I’m finished caring bout ya money
    Whatchu wearing out when clubbin'
    Who you staring down, the buddies that been there
    And all da honey's you been snaring
    Mafuckas love to wear it out

    [Verse 7: Lil Dicky]
    It’s getting easy to compare ya style
    That’s why they looking so uneasy when they hear about
    A kid who doing something so unique up in the rare crowd
    They all preparing doubt
    They unprepared now
    Like this a new approach to the art form
    This muthafucka bringing jokes to the chart or
    He doesn’t dumb it down, flow lookin' smarter
    Bro, I don't know dis' supposed to be hardcore
    Up in our sport, it’s a hard court
    Shit, I’m on the grass straight laughing
    The young Roger Federer of rapping
    I’m done dodging, this about to happen
    Thinkin' back to when Lil Dicky was a tennis captain
    I was second singles, but ma' set of skills average
    Fuck I admit it, but I hit it kinda different
    And my will is what I win it with it’s only an example
    I am nothing standard
    Used to be a camper
    You the fucking close mind
    I’m about to trample
    Errything I flow fire
    You ain't hold a candle
    Boi, I think it’s showtime
    I am fucking magic
    I ain’t fuckin laughin'
    I am fucking rapping
    This is what could happen when I am on a track
    And I’m feeling like a Jag
    Stuck up in some in fucking traffic
    Knowing that the Maybachs could be getting lapped and
    Knowing that the fake rap should be getting fact-checked
    Knowing I could make crap and be getting fat cheques

    [Verse 8: Lil Dicky]
    Das' why I never really care for em
    I’m too socially aware for 'em
    Like how the fuck do we prepare for him?
    You better get another notepad
    Flowin' nuts like I wrote it from my gonads
    I’m tryna tell you muthafuckas I am no fad
    Y’all are so bad
    I’m a postgrad
    Getting so mad
    Outta nowhere
    D. it’s only been a half year
    But you flowin' like you knowing you the last here
    But you going like ain't no one in ya class here

    [Verse 9: Lil Dicky]
    We ain’t even gonna post his work
    Is he a joke, lemme know when he let go of the quirk
    And then I scroll down look at sounds goin' berserk
    Because the whole fucking blog full of flowless twerps
    Talking 'bout hoes and twerking, shows what’s working
    I ain’t even tryna say I’m perfect
    But I been putting out songs with purpose
    I been putting out long-ass verses
    And now I’m starting to take it awfully personal
    I’m getting sick of seeing Lil Dicky search nulls
    Errbody act like I’m Steve Q Urkel
    Like I ain't Stefan
    Like I ain’t the bomb
    They treat Dave like I’m Steve Blake
    Homie but the replay saying that I’m straight LeBron
    Got fans on the cowboys
    Sports fans get the transition
    But you know you goin' down boys
    Errbody know I stay chippin'
    And you know I’m 'bout to stay different
    Even if they gotta try now
    It was fun being dumb but you done being numb to the
    One that's been coming with the highbrow
    That’s what I’m doing when I’m betting dome ya know
    I getcha you outcha' comfort zone
    You 'bout to question every motherfuckin' thing I’m on
    But can’t neglect it when America is singing long to dat

    [Hook: Lil Dicky]
    L-I-L D-I-C
    Every motherfucka wannabe Ali
    Every motherfucka talking like they he
    But a make-believe can’t make belief