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weesnaawwww - $ilkmoney lyrics

[intro: sample]
if there’s many different definitions to the word n*gga we’re gonna go through a few of ’em
’cause he’s sitting down with a suit on reading a paper… that is anti n*gga*like when you think of what a so*called n*gga is supposed to be

[verse]
p*ssy n*ggas with a bad ph balance
and every city, state, province used to tell my n*ggas “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 n*ggas 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 n*gga
broke and mad at the world i used to be just like you n*gga
the difference between us two, is when i was i knew n*gga
so i got the f*ck off my back and made it back this is true n*gga
this motherf*cker was bell biv devoe, but it’s a new edition
more of these will send dorothy home like the b*tch had her slippers cl!cking
all my n*ggas fit descriptions but none of us pen and pencil cl!ckin’ you talk about what you gonna do and wanna do, all you n*ggas snitches
not writing sh*t for white kids so they can chant and yell “n*gga” at me
not writing sh*t for recognition from the b*tches that twitter at me
not writing sh*t 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, n*gga, 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 n*gga 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 sh*t
nah i get it bruh, i promise i do n*gga
broke and mad at the world i used to be just like you n*gga
the difference between us two, is when i was i knew n*gga
so i got the f*ck off my back and made it back this is true n*gga
nah i get it ni*
nah i get it n*gga
i get it lil n*gga
i used to be just like you baby
broke and mad at the world n*gga
mad at anything and everything but me
for my own problems
not f*ckin’ no b*tches
layin’ on my back
ready to give up on life
nah lil n*gga, i swear i get it lil n*gga i get it
[outro: sample from chappelle’s show]
hide the money y’all! there’s poor people ’round! hahahaha!
with ya broke ass!

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