BM J.R. )
Lil Wayne Lyrics


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Yea shorty, you know what I'm talking bout'
I peep these niggas out here they slipping like they ain't bout
Money no more man, so what fuck
You know what we goin' do ha?
What we been doing, huh, nigga
We goin' load up, get a lot mo' and a lot mo' and say fuck em'
Keep fucking hoes
Loading up on mo' bitches
Then you know what I'm saying, we goin' get greedy too, nigga
I ain't never gettin' full, I'm full blooded with this grind

I got it, I got it
Murder capital, only key to survive is kill
If the elements don't murder you the riders will for real
And niggas know I goes hard to the fullest
Get involved and I got' em' playing dodge ball with bullets, Yeah
I got the sawed off fully, in the Sean John hoody
Get fucked ya play pussy
We hit em' up when they ain't looking and them body shots hurt
But the head shots took him
Damn
And if the red dot spot him then the hollow head got him
Knock his top to his bottom, jack, yeah
You see me grind from the bottom just to make it to the bottom
At the very bottom of the map
Louisiana piranhas everywhere you at
You gotta wear a extra condom and an extra gat
You bitch could get it for acting like a man
Them niggas in Pakistan ain't packin' like ya man
I back his hand ya man on command
In front of niggas he cool with the boys on fam
I'm on, I adjust in different climates
Ducking the animal keep on running with my primates
You ain't did it till you done it like in 5 states
Weezy hustle, no blubber, I put on weight
And in a drought I go on a diet and stretch more
Loose all that weight, leave a nigga with stretch marks
You don't even come up to a nigga chest paw, sub par
What the fuck they play it in the club for?
Real shit I'm ducking bombs from a drug war
No religion but the cops swear that I'm a drug lord
Father forgive 'em for they no not who they pushing, Lord
Father forgive me if I have to send them to ya, Lord
I'm just trying to dodge the shots they send to the god
They riding up highway to heaven boulevard
Damn, them niggas pussy and jive
Not even in an eye exam, they ain't looking for "I"
The A and the K will make ya face crook to the side
Now when you smiling everybody gotta look from the side
'Cause when you wilding you ain't looking, you just looking high
And when we hungry you look like pie
Sweet potato ass nigga, you lemon meringue, apple custard, cherry jelly
Don't make me get the biscuit buster
What up gizzle you my distant brother
Real shit nigga same father different mother, yep
I skip the fronting and sticks to keeping it trill
You not know me for nothing other I'm something other than people you feel, I'm deeper for real
I'm deeper than skills, my speeches can kill
Rest in peace

Yeah, you under-dig, shorty its all about one thing nigga
If you 'bout money nigga come fuck with us,
If you ain't bout money get the fuck from 'round us nigga
And whatever you 'bout, we 'bout it
However you wanna get it we can give it to ya
Order bitch, ya under-dig
Put ya prints in nigga
Put ya feet down and ya nuts on the concrete and let's roll

Hey, hey
You sleep in a field for trying the dude
I bust ya head until the meat turns ya mind to food
Foot for thought, think I ain't lying to you
I lie his body in grease set fire to him
I tie his body in sheets, put the tires to him
Make him feel the Escalade, put his feet in the blades, damn!
I'm near heating and blaze a nigga keep
They ways when I'm in the streets with Blake
Watch, my nigga hungry, he'll eat the plate
And if I ask, the homeboy will eat'cha face, yea
And though he got me, you can ask, I'm like a pool table
I keep the eight
My side pocket sideways
When I pop it leave a nigga sideways
For five days
Birdman talk to 'em

Yeah nigga, I tell 'em, I tell em' again, shorty
If it ain't about no money get the motherfuck from 'round us, nigga

Hey, hey
Check my swag, I travel like sound dog
You play hard in the gravel like ground dog
I'm underground call me groundhog
Lay down logs call me ground law
Don't confuse me with the law, nah but just confuse me with my paw
Because I am the Birdman J-R
I ain't tripping nigga, I play the corner like Ripkin, nigga
With the 40 cal Ripkin, nigga, rip a nigga
Flip ya vehicle, split ya windshield
Wack ya baby momma but I let the kid live
And people say that I am a kid still, 'cause the lil' nigga still rides on big wheels
You feeling animal then come on and get killed
The Sig peel bandannas like banana's
Say I'm slight bananas I blow a weekend in Havana
In my cabana
With my bottom bitch from savanna
Man a train couldn't stop ya man
I man up and you not a man
I stand up, say I got my land
I'm the man of my land
Call it Lil-Weezy-ana
That's the new plan

Yeah nigga, you 'bout some money get at me nigga
That's the only way




Dumb shit, we 'bout that, get at me, yeah under-dig?
Nigga roll solo, dolo nigga

Overall Meaning

In the song BM J.R. by Lil Wayne, the lyrics describe the rapper’s lifestyle where money is everything, and he is willing to take on anyone to get what he wants. He talks about killing for survival, and how people are not trustworthy, especially in his hometown of Louisiana where violence is rampant. Wayne describes himself as a hustler, always grinding and never getting full, and willing to do whatever it takes to get ahead. The lyrics are self-explanatory, with the chorus repeatedly emphasizing that if someone is not about money, then they should keep away from Wayne and his crew.


The song is filled with violent lyrics that glorify murder, and the rapper makes it clear that he believes in the survival of the fittest. Wayne talks about being involved in multiple criminal activities, including drug dealing and killing, to make money. He also references his strained relationship with his father, and how he is the birdman or J-R of his own land. The lyrics are powerful and straightforward, without mincing words. They relate to the harsh reality of life on the streets, where people are willing to do whatever it takes to survive.


Line by Line Meaning

Yea shorty, you know what I'm talking bout'
Addressing his listener, Lil Wayne acknowledges that the two are on the same page.


I peep these niggas out here they slipping like they ain't bout Money no more man, so what fuck
Lil Wayne observes how other people are losing their focus on money-making and doesn't care.


What we been doing, huh, nigga
Lil Wayne reminds his listener about their shared mission of getting as much money as possible.


We goin' load up, get a lot mo' and a lot mo' and say fuck em'
Lil Wayne emphasizes that they are going to continue accumulating wealth regardless of other people.


Keep fucking hoes
Lil Wayne indicates that he is not interested in anything but money and sexual conquests.


Loading up on mo' bitches
Lil Wayne is planning to accumulate more women for his sexual satisfaction.


Then you know what I'm saying, we goin' get greedy too, nigga
Lil Wayne confesses that he is so focused on getting more money that his greed is overwhelming.


I ain't never gettin' full, I'm full blooded with this grind I got it, I got it
Lil Wayne declares his passion for making money, claims he'll never have enough, and feels confident in his ability to keep doing so.


Murder capital, only key to survive is kill If the elements don't murder you the riders will for real
Lil Wayne entreats his listener to understand the danger in their environment and be willing to take non-negotiable actions to protect themselves.


And niggas know I goes hard to the fullest Get involved and I got' em' playing dodge ball with bullets, Yeah
Lil Wayne warns anyone who considers interfering with him or his mission to leave him alone; otherwise, he will respond with extreme violence.


I got the sawed off fully, in the Sean John hoody Get fucked ya play pussy We hit em' up when they ain't looking and them body shots hurt But the head shots took him
Lil Wayne boasts about his weapon and clothing, indicating how easy it is for him to go unnoticed while committing violence, and how effective his shots are.


Damn And if the red dot spot him then the hollow head got him Knock his top to his bottom, jack, yeah
Lil Wayne fantasizes about hitting his opponents with perfect shots that have little to no chance of missing, effectively killing them instantly.


You see me grind from the bottom just to make it to the bottom At the very bottom of the map Louisiana piranhas everywhere you at You gotta wear a extra condom and an extra gat
Lil Wayne recalls his humble beginnings and how he's now at the bottom of Louisiana, where everything is cut-throat and dangerous, and advises his listener to take the necessary precautions to protect themselves.


You bitch could get it for acting like a man Them niggas in Pakistan ain't packin' like ya man I back his hand ya man on command In front of niggas he cool with the boys on fam
Lil Wayne disapproves of women who act tough and threatens to hit them in front of their friends to assert his authority and dominance. He compares the toughness of the listener to that of the men in Pakistan.


I'm on, I adjust in different climates Ducking the animal keep on running with my primates You ain't did it till you done it like in 5 states Weezy hustle, no blubber, I put on weight
Lil Wayne can adapt to different circumstances and surroundings, has to avoid danger, but keeps moving in the company of his peers. He's become more successful, but hard work made him gain weight.


And in a drought I go on a diet and stretch more Loose all that weight, leave a nigga with stretch marks You don't even come up to a nigga chest paw, sub par
Lil Wayne adjusts his eating habits to counter the lack of resources but still manages to keep fit with training. He mocks anyone who's shorter than him, considering them inferior.


What the fuck they play it in the club for? Real shit I'm ducking bombs from a drug war No religion but the cops swear that I'm a drug lord Father forgive 'em for they no not who they pushing, Lord Father forgive me if I have to send them to ya, Lord I'm just trying to dodge the shots they send to the god They riding up highway to heaven boulevard Damn, them niggas pussy and jive Not even in an eye exam, they ain't looking for "I"
Lil Wayne questions why the club plays his music, given the depiction of violence, which he doesn't condone. He laments the violence caused by drug wars and the police profiling him. He's asking for forgiveness in case he has to kill someone in self-defense and argues that the police don't even look for evidence.


The A and the K will make ya face crook to the side Now when you smiling everybody gotta look from the side 'Cause when you wilding you ain't looking, you just looking high And when we hungry you look like pie
Lil Wayne warns that he and his peers will attack and leave their victims disfigured. They will cause others to fear even their victims' dead bodies. He implies that people under the influence of drugs are hopeless and that his peers see the other people as prey to satisfy their hunger for more.


Sweet potato ass nigga, you lemon meringue, apple custard, cherry jelly Don't make me get the biscuit buster
Lil Wayne insults his enemies, mocking their appearances and comparing them to sweet desserts. He threatens to kill them.


What up gizzle you my distant brother Real shit nigga same father different mother, yep
Lil Wayne addresses his listeners as his brother, implying empathy and a shared identity despite their differences.


I skip the fronting and sticks to keeping it trill You not know me for nothing other than people you feel, I'm deeper for real I'm deeper than skills, my speeches can kill Rest in peace
Lil Wayne prides himself on giving straightforward answers and being honest. He claims that people know only those values and can feel them. He thinks he's smarter than his abilities and that he can convey powerful messages through words.


Yeah, you under-dig, shorty its all about one thing nigga If you 'bout money nigga come fuck with us, If you ain't bout money get the fuck from 'round us nigga And whatever you 'bout, we 'bout it However you wanna get it we can give it to ya Order bitch, ya under-dig Put ya prints in nigga Put ya feet down and ya nuts on the concrete and let's roll Hey, hey You sleep in a field for trying the dude I bust ya head until the meat turns ya mind to food Foot for thought, think I ain't lying to you I lie his body in grease set fire to him I tie his body in sheets, put the tires to him Make him feel the Escalade, put his feet in the blades, damn! I'm near heating and blaze a nigga keep They ways when I'm in the streets with Blake Watch, my nigga hungry, he'll eat the plate And if I ask, the homeboy will eat'cha face, yea And though he got me, you can ask, I'm like a pool table I keep the eight My side pocket sideways When I pop it leave a nigga sideways For five days
Lil Wayne invites his listener to join him, only if they are also focused on making money, by any means necessary. He doesn't care about what other people's motives are, and he and his peers will provide any solutions around their shared values. He then proceeds to give examples of his violent actions and those of his peers.


Yeah nigga, I tell 'em, I tell em' again, shorty If it ain't about no money get the motherfuck from 'round us, nigga Check my swag, I travel like sound dog You play hard in the gravel like ground dog I'm underground call me groundhog Lay down logs call me ground law Don't confuse me with the law, nah but just confuse me with my paw Because I am the Birdman J-R I ain't tripping nigga, I play the corner like Ripkin, nigga With the 40 cal Ripkin, nigga, rip a nigga Flip ya vehicle, split ya windshield Wack ya baby momma but I let the kid live And people say that I am a kid still, 'cause the lil' nigga still rides on big wheels You feeling animal then come on and get killed The Sig peel bandannas like banana's Say I'm slight bananas I blow a weekend in Havana In my cabana With my bottom bitch from savanna Man a train couldn't stop ya man I man up and you not a man I stand up, say I got my land I'm the man of my land Call it Lil-Weezy-ana That's the new plan Yeah nigga, you 'bout some money get at me nigga That's the only way Dumb shit, we 'bout that, get at me, yeah under-dig? Nigga roll solo, dolo nigga
Lil Wayne repeats his invitation for someone to join him only if they are also interested in making money. He boasts about his traveling abilities and mocks people who try to play tough. He tries to make people think he's not like the law but instead like his father. He brags about his violent actions again and tries to prove his manliness. He exploits women but keeps their children safe. He's proud of his state and compares it to his own surroundings. Finally, he emphasizes that if he and his peers are interested in something, it's only about money and nothing else.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Dwayne Carter, Ronald Williams

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