N.I.G.G.A.S. (feat. Angel De-Mar)

[Nicki Minaj:]
This is for my niggas that did bids
All uh my niggas that's doin time, for some shit that they ain't did
This is for my niggas that wild out
All uh my niggas that ride out, All my niggas that hide out

This is for my niggas that buy weight
Niggas that leave on Monday, come back on a Friday
This is for my niggas that get high
All uh my niggas that get by, All my niggas that get fly

This is for my niggas that cop dutches
All uh my niggas throwin it up on them bikes n pop clutches
This is for my niggas that don't snitch
All uh my niggas that don't bitch, All my niggas that tore fifths

This is for my niggas that don't cry
All uh my niggas that don't smile, All my niggas that don't lie
This is for my niggas that take care
All uh dey kids order some bids, N take em to daycare

This is for my niggas that don't settle
All uh my niggas that push pedals, All my niggas with gold medals
This is for my niggas that play ball
Niggas that wanna get in the game so they niggas can cake off

This is for my niggas that gave up
All uh my niggas that's laid up And ya mind is made up
This is for the borough of Sean Bell (Rest In Peace)
All uh my niggas with strong will, All my niggas that gone kill

This is for my niggas than stand up
All uh my niggas that's gon fight All my niggas that man up (C'mon)
This is for my niggas with big dreams
All uh my niggas in sick jeans, That be spittin they sixteens

This is for the Tims n, This is for the Brims n
This is for the Trims n, This is for the rims n
This is for the kings n, This is for the bosses
This is for the blings n, Niggas in the Porches

This one's for Malcolm, This one's for Martin
Wish I coulda thanks them, Look what they started
This is cause I'm tired uh losin (Tired of losing)
Even though my music is crack, Guess I'm tired of using

It's like I'm tired of rappin it & I ain't even rapped yet
I'm Tired n I'm askin am I Ready for the rapture see
I'm just a little girl, Caught in a mixed up world
Shoutout my girls that be callin me sista girl

All of you silence
For all of this violence
For all of my mens that's locked in the pens
And trapped in the silence

[Angel De-Mar:]
I aee you, I see you, I see you, I see you, I seee youu
I see you, I see you, I see you, I see you, I seeee youuu

[Nicki Minaj & Anel De-Mar:]
Hold On (I See You) Hold On Hold On
Hold On Hold On Hold On Hold On Hold On
Keep trying
Kee-eep tryy-yinnn'

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