Don
Lil Wayne Lyrics


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Ayy shawty, you know what I'm sayin'
Some niggas' palms be sweatin'
Some niggas' palms be itchy
It don't matter, a nigga just gotta get it
You know what I'm sayin', nigga
We built this shit from the ground up, nigga, Tha Carter, nigga
You what I'm sayin'
We been around the world gettin' money, nigga
We been to every ghetto, every neighborhood
Every project, nigga
We worldwide hustlers, nigga (believe that, bitch)
You what I'm sayin'
Let's get them niggas, let's ride shawty

Indictments, got us conspiracy for murder
Five young niggas uptown servants
Word, they bird curvin' for servin'
Look, the worstest of the worst is shootin' out like they George Gervin
Bitch, and we was raised in these war times
Jailhouse had made men in these hard times
And don't cry I'ma get mines so pray for me
I'm on the block on the grind, mama pray for me
So nigga respect my G, respect my grind
Nigga respect how I eat, respect my mind
Nigga respect this heat
When these niggas out of line, nigga we dress up and creep
Whoa, shawty I'ma blow they whole block
Fuckin' with a soldier, mastermind his own plot
Third ward survivor, uptown madness
Killin' is a hobby, jackin' is a habit, bitch

We don't give a fizzuck, my nigga, we young and bizzuck
We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if nigga is fuckin' with us
And then pump 'em make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out
And we out for cash motherfuckin' money, baby
Come on, we don't give a fizzuck, my nigga, we young and bizzuck
We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if nigga is fuckin' with us
And then pump 'em make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out
And we out for cash motherfuckin' money baby, come on

The murder man, picture me lurkin'
Right up behind your curtains nine's squirtin'
And you could hear it when it's hurtin'
But if I hear him hurtin' I'll walk over and merk him for certain
I took over the circus
'Cause I'ma act a clown if you put your feet down on my surface
I walk around, fo' pound and surface
To spin ya ass around in circles, you urkel
Blood run up out ya earth now you purple
Your homeboy get it first, but you worser
Now you headed to the skies above
And I'm go and get high with ya bitch in the club
Yeah, life's a bitch and death's her husband
And you gonna have to meet him if you keep on fuckin' her
And you gonna have to meet us if you keep on fuckin' up
But you don't want see them CMB blood knuckle up

We don't give a fizzuck, my nigga, we young and bizzuck
We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if nigga is fuckin' with us
And then pump 'em make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out
And we out for cash motherfuckin' money, baby
Come on, we don't give a fizzuck, my nigga, we young and bizzuck
We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if nigga is fuckin' with us
And then pump 'em make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out
And we out for cash motherfuckin' money baby, come on

Shoot him in his head so he remember
Because of that, mama, I'll be gone 'til November
I be back next winter in a hummer on spinners
Them niggas on the block say them boys gon' get 'em
But them niggas on the block don't know the toys come with him
Tell your boy come and get me, if I go, he goin' with me
I'm hoping y'all feel me, I told y'all what the dealy
You open up your face I'ma open up the semi
I open up your kidneys now you're floatin' up the Mississippi River
Nigga play with deep water now you're swimming
Silly, you play with me, Carter, now you're missing
Really, I shoot ya in your head and make you feel it
And even though I be the man with the milli's
When the shit go down I be the man with the milli's
Beef cranberry on the ceilin'
This is Tha Carter, bitch welcome to my buildin', come on

We don't give a fizzuck, my nigga, we young and bizzuck
We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if nigga is fuckin' with us
And then pump 'em make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out
And we out for cash motherfuckin' money, baby
Come on, we don't give a fizzuck, my nigga, we young and bizzuck
We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if nigga is fuckin' with us
And then pump 'em make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out
And we out for cash motherfuckin' money baby, come on

Wish a nigga would say somethin', da-da
Standin' right here, guns out boy




Weezy F, Birdman
Holla back, yeah

Overall Meaning

In Lil Wayne's song Don, he explores the themes of mortality, love, and self-control. The song begins with Lil Wayne telling someone not to cry or leave because he loves them. However, he is troubled by thoughts of death, wondering whether he is rising or falling and seeing death around the corner. He feels lost, like a king who has forgotten his crown, and is unsure of what to do next or even who will find him. Despite this, he remains hungry for success and focused on his family and material success.


The middle section of the song focuses on the importance of talent, humility, and self-control. Lil Wayne advises listeners to be thankful for their talents and to work hard to achieve their goals, while also warning against arrogance and the dangers of steering away from our own paths. He reflects on his own life and journey, from being born to an expectant mother who carried his future to overcoming challenges and fighting back when things go wrong.


The song ends on a hopeful note, with Lil Wayne expressing his desire to be brought back to life if he dies young and given a triple extension in the afterlife. He yet again tells someone not to cry but to stay tuned, suggesting that he has more to say and accomplish.


Line by Line Meaning

Don't cry, don't go
Please don't cry or leave me


Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa
I truly love you and I am not lying


Why y'all staring into the clouds
Why are you all looking up into the sky?


Am I rising or they comin' down?
Uncertainty of whether he's succeeding or failing in life


I see death around the corner
Awareness of the inevitability of death


And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile
A metaphorical comparison to the temptation of going back even when moving forward is the better choice


What do I do now? Who gon' find me, how?
Unclear direction in life and the feeling of being lost


Nowhere to turn but around and round
Life and its unpredictable challenges dictate his course of action


Just another nigga who done lost his head
Feeling worthless and not living up to expectations


No, a fucking king that forgot his crown
Realization of his worth and potential, and the desire to reclaim it


I am not number one, it's true
Admitting to not being the best


I'm number 9-27-82
Proudly stating his birthdate


Color blind, even if I may be blue
Being naive to the world's problems, even though he's sad sometimes


A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food
Having a lot of responsibilities that aren't enjoyable


But I'm hungry, so hungry
Motivated to achieve success


Need my family tree next to a money tree
Craving financial stability and wanting to provide for his family


With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden
Favored life with abundance


With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me
Wanting love and companionship without deceit or trickery


I sip from the fountain of youth
Feeling youthful and energetic


So if I die young, blame the juice
If he dies prematurely, it's because of his lifestyle


Bury me in New Orleans
Desire to be buried where he grew up


Tombstone reads "Don't cry, stay tuned"
Wanting to leave a positive message for his fans


Bring me back to life
Wanting to be revived or remembered


Got to lose a life just to have a life
Acknowledging the harsh realities of life


But if heaven's as good as advertised
Pondering the existence and afterlife


I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife
Wanting longevity and luxury even in death


Talent is god-given, be grateful
Gratitude for his natural abilities


Fame is not a given, be humble
Reminder to stay grounded despite his success


Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully
Self-centeredness can lead to recklessness


Stay in your own lane, seat buckled
Advice to remain focused on his own path


And sometimes when there is no music
Reflecting on the times when his life seems stagnant


We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum
Bringing attention to our own achievements


That woman carried the future
Acknowledging the importance of mothers


And Tunechi was born like "dun-dun-dun-dun"
Lightheartedness in recalling his birth


Don't call it a comeback
Determination to overcome setbacks


It was dark, now the sun's back
Experiencing hope and growth after a difficult time


Hit me hard, but I punched back
Fighting back against adversity


The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap
Making the best out of a bad situation


It's suicide or it's do or die
Feeling hopeless and desperate, or choosing to fight for survival


It's newer days and it's bluer skies
Looking ahead to brighter days


I told myself "It's just you and I"
Encouraging himself to be strong


Then the breeze came and it blew my mind
The sudden realization that he's not alone


Lord knows who I'm there for
Unclear on who he is living for


I'll give my last breath of air for
Willingness to sacrifice himself for loved ones


Mama tell me to be careful
Mother's advice to stay safe


Voice in my head give me an earful
Struggling with internal conflicts and self-doubt


But I got mind control over my control
Feeling in control over his own mind and actions


I lost control but knew I'd find control
Temporary loss of control, but confident that he'll regain it


I let God control what I cannot control
Relinquishing control over things he can't change


Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll
Allowing himself to feel and experience emotions


Don't cry, stay tuned
Leaving an optimistic message


And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife
Expressing his hopes and beliefs for the afterlife


Rest in paradise
Wishing for eternal peace in the hereafter




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Dwayne Carter, Bryan Williams, Leslie Brathwaite

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