Weesnaawwww - $ILKMONEY

If there’s many different definitions to the word nigga we’re gonna go through

a few of 'em

'Cause he’s sitting down with a suit on reading a paper… that is anti

nigga-like when you think of what a so-called nigga is supposed to be

Pussy niggas with a bad PH balance

And every city, state, province used to tell my niggas «Stay safe» now it’s «Stay violent»

Keep your pistol tucked, when it’s up it’s stuck

It ain’t no more fisticuffs

Flashing digits and insta pictures attracting niggas who don’t get enough

But you get it bruh, what’s understood needs no explaining

The jig is up, the bread you hold to head and couldn’t give you this signal once

This a different one, don’t let 'em big you up and think that you Christopher

you ain’t spittin' none

Shift the crust like when KRS said the bridge was done

Nah I get it bruh, I promise I do nigga

Broke and mad at the world I used to be just like you nigga

The difference between us two, is when I was I knew nigga

So I got the fuck off my back and made it back this is true nigga

This motherfucker was Bell Biv Devoe, but it’s a New Edition

More of these will send Dorothy home like the bitch had her slippers clicking

All my niggas fit descriptions but none of us pen and pencil clickin' You talk

about what you gonna do and wanna do, all you niggas snitches

Not writing shit for white kids so they can chant and yell «Nigga» at me

Not writing shit for recognition from the bitches that Twitter at me

Not writing shit for ambiguous wiggers that tend to wear our skin as fashion

But if you do, then that’s cool, but you a fool and you thinkin' backwards

But I get it, nigga, go get your check

Go spend it to get your shimmering neck

The matching set with the bust down watch that’s worth a ten at best

I’m proud of you my nigga I swear I am

A thousand of you and we could change the plan but you’d rather the youth to

take fake xans

The fictional bag these rappers rap about, it don’t exist

The only thing guaranteed at the end of the month, is owing rent

Last time I checked the score you was 0−6

Give 'em codes, and then I rolled the spliff, they can’t decode my script or

figure who wrote this shit

Nah I get it bruh, I promise I do nigga

Broke and mad at the world I used to be just like you nigga

The difference between us two, is when I was I knew nigga

So I got the fuck off my back and made it back this is true nigga

Nah I get it ni-

Nah I get it nigga

I get it lil nigga

I used to be just like you baby

Broke and mad at the world nigga

Mad at anything and everything but me

For my own problems

Not fuckin' no bitches

Layin' on my back

Ready to give up on life

Nah lil nigga, I swear I get it lil nigga I get it

Hide the money y’all!

There’s poor people 'round!

Hahahaha!

With ya broke ass!