Worth the Weight - Jidenna

People, confusion going on

Why don’t we just learn how to live with one another?

It’s not really impossible, why do we have to make it so hard?

With so much pollution and erasion, why?

Why?

If we can learn how to live with one another, then we can learn who is going to

take the weight?

Wait, I think that you’ll find it

Wait, wait, I think that you’ll find it

Wait, wait, I think that you’ll find it

Yeah, yeah

I go for the record, I don’t just go for the medals, bro

Niggas used to know that we stronger than the devil, bro

Since I buried Papa in the village with the shovel, bro

Every move is bold, ain’t no time for bein' subtle, bro

In the face of evil, I can find the needle, haystack

Could have freed my people if this weed was legal way back

Po-po spun the wheel on misfortune, but I ain’t play that

They come round and pat-pat-pat us down but I ain’t Sajak

I escaped the trap, I escaped the cubicles, bro

I escaped the drive by’s, drop the funerals, bro

And I beat the case, and I beat the chase, woah woah

Can I keep the pace?

Can I keep the pace?

I’on know

I escaped them tryna bleach a nigga’s brain

Coulda went to Wall Street, instead I built up my own lane

Rather have a street in my own name

Or money with my face on it like I’m Prince Akeem

You not gon' see me frowning in these days and times

You see, the days of the Oyinbo man are numbered like football jerseys

We now know that all of our suffering and smiling has been worth the wait!

My nigga, who knew?

Who knew that that boy from Enugu wit' the booboo on his knee (Knee)

Back then was actin' like a poodle on a leash (Leash)

One day he’d have to learn the juju on the streets (Streets)

Starin' at death, like, is your shooters gonna squeeze?

(Squeeze)

Freeze, please

As a little boy slangin' chains back in Chinatown

Thinkin' to myself, I’ma build a blacker kinda town wit' my, wit' my, wealth

And I pray that I’m the brightest sound that you ever felt

I’ma take a million flights around, 'til that shit is felt

That’s that lead the way, ayy

That’s no piece of cake, ayy

That’s that troll online that live inside the tree all day, ayy

That’s that he so gay, ayy

That’s that she so fake, ayy

That’s that insecure, ayy

That’s that Issa Rae, ayy

Hey

You do you, me do me

So long as you don’t fuss wit' we (We, baby)

I believe it’s time for an African peoples' powered highway

The highway that will connect the Diaspora and Motherland

A global highway for African people all over the world to rediscover themselves

To remember that the only thing that unites black people, globally,

the only thing we all have in common is that we are from Africa