For Nothing Lyrics

Artist: Lil Wayne
EP: D6: Reloaded
Year: 2017

[Verse 1 – Lil Wayne]
Looking in the mirror, all I see is money
Bap, bap, well if I was blind, all I hear is running
Plug went to jail Saturday, supposed to meet him Sunday
He said his bitch flushed the work, time to do some plumbing
Gotta love the way we comin’ though, we keep it coming
Wolves never cry wolf and you could feed us onions
Pledge allegiance to the region that’s beneath and under
The southside from your blindside, Stevie Wonder
Hunger Games, ain’t no games when we speaking hunger
Be greedy fuckers eat your supper, pick our teeth and mug ya
The pocket bussin’ out the muscle, bitch I’m bleeding blubber
And I been drunk, and I can’t trust you cause I’m seein’ double
And I been ballin’ like the Rucker, a nigga triple-double
And now it’s war, and they want peace but they won’t fix the puzzle
You drop the ball, if you a beast you won’t be quick to fumble
If I’m too deep then get a bigger shovel, dig a tunnel
If you a beast, then that bitch can’t get a nickel from you
I’m the only one that speak when we in the huddle
Make a pussy nigga leak, then jump in the puddle
We comin’ deep to your street, ’bout to rent a shuttle
Every day of the week, if I hit the streets, I gotta hear the hustle
Every day of the week, I gotta get loaded, loaded, skip the buffering
I got it made, and with that said, I gotta tip the butler
I like my bitches muster, business hush, them Bentley’s custom
Bitches suffering cause the system fucked ’em, now they fucking
They can’t hide they battle scars but they can hide they stomachs
Niggas like Niagra Falls how they mouths are running
Boy we making caviar out of flounder’s guppies
Stand tall, but I’m a munchkin to my pile of money
Got down and dug it, found a nugget, made a mountain of it
Don’t need a crown, down or nothing, I’m the king of subject
Chocolate brown, cream and fudge, and a peanut butter
Fuck the fuckery, I go scarlet duggery, it get ugly
Niggas thuggin’, we got babies smuggling in they Huggies
Niggas juggling different kind of drugs, Feds struggling
Sippin’ Actavis, activists like Fred Douglas
Goodnight, sleep tight, watch the bed buggies
She give me ass, she give me head, I call it headbutting
Walk in a room full of buttons, press the red button
Blow this bitch to shreds, get my skateboard and shred something
Let it pump and you dead pumpkin, go ‘head dump ’em
Redrum ’em, goin’ hard in the paint, Andre Drummond
Headhuntin’, goodwill huntin’, still stuntin’
All or nothin’, Warren G to Warren Buffet
Stormin’, floodin’, lightnin’, thunder, Carter coming
Like karma coming, my bitch pussy’s the warmest oven
Need morning lovin’, she foreign, Donald might bomb her country
Thick as fuck, no panties when she got on the onesie, whoa
Time to get this paper though
You ape or hoe, bitches in line to get this snake fasho
We take the door if they don’t pay the door, and that’s for sure
We make ’em vegetables and we don’t even like vegetables
These niggas extra broke, we break a nigga down to decimals
We up in Mexico to see the plug, and not electrical
High cholesterol, you niggas salty, I’m the pepper though
Your bitch ain’t half a hoe, she wanna be in my next episode
I’m a steppin’ stone and that DA there be my chaperone
It blow like saxophone, and when the smoke clear I’mma stand alone
I’m from the Terrordome, yeah that New Orleans, home of methadone
Cops on megaphones, it’s so much bad luck, ain’t no leprechauns
I been called a stone, pocket full of stones, on the corner moving stones
Papa was a Rolling Stone, I’m so stoned
In this bitch, waiting on Babylon
Bible on the dresser, next to the gun and Tylenol, silence off
Spike a bitch drink like volleyball
I love all skinny bitches, can’t get in the ride at all, not at all
I’m involved in a real private war, time to brawl
Niggas don’t want Lil Tune to take these diamonds off
I’mma talk crazy to a deaf nigga
These niggas blind, I’mma still draw up my set nigga
Steel toe in your chest nigga
Hell no to a yes-nigga
Fuckin’ right to a bad bitch
She can fuck around and get her ass licked
Still can’t get her ass kissed
Black fist, middle finger to taxes, the police, and they actions
I’m still pickin’ out mansions
Still dicking’ down such and such
Still fuckin’ with so and so
Still fuckin’ my bitches friends
Never fuck my woadie hoe
Still talkin’ about Hollygrove
Still talkin’ about coke and dope
On the set in that OVO
On the jet in that OVO
I don’t threat and I go for broke
Wanna step and go toe to toe?
No bullshit at this rodeo and I’m eclipse, Pinocchio
Tunechi bitch, for nothing

[Outro – Lil Wayne]
Drops mic
Well, I can’t technically cause it’s connected
But, but, you get the expression

[Skit – Lil Wayne]
Welcome, thank you for joining
Dedication 6, this some sick shit
Erm first of all, I wanna thank Drama for doing this shit again
And always doing this shit for his dawg
My nigga, one time
Thank everybody involved, everybody involved
My team, my team is my fam
Everybody who put they fingerprints on this shit
Appreciate everybody
So the definition of Dedication has changed for me since the first one, since the second one, since the third one, whatever
It’s because, erm, whenever I put it out, erm, it’s life
And erm, since I don’t write none of my shit, I’m coming from the head
And what happens is, when you rap so long or when you do it so long, all the things in your head you done used up
So what happens is you gotta start using something else and coming from somewhere else, and that somewhere else is ten times out of ten your heart
And erm, that’s what this Dedication 6 project is
But uh yeah, the definition is always different because I’m always going through something at that time of my life, you know what I mean?
I probably was fucking your bitch on Dedication 4
And the whole fucking shit was dedicated to her, you know what I mean?
I dunno
Whichever one that wasn’t, that didn’t do as well as all of the rest of them, that was definitely the one that was dedicated to her

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