400 Years

Half of these niggas my enemies, literally I been off campus getting pampered by Miranda Trying to go straight to Italy F*ck a double standard, party planner I'm with getting hammered Til' I go back home miserably F*ck if I'm unanswered, you could never slander public propaganda Ducking all energy, bigotry This a motion picture, this a Oscar winner Nigga this shit got more imagery I had learned to tamper On and on I dampened to abandonment to let go my dignity I'm the top banana, general commander, I'm a bandit in a gated vicinity Mama break the scandal, this is more to handle This is pressure that can take my virginity Know when no's the answer, critical withstanding Perfect landing nigga, distance? You kidding me This is the shit for the ages This is the shit that be making you sick when it hit 'Cause it's hip and ya niggas is bobbing they head to my shit As it flips through the stations This is the shit for the nation, peep history deep in creation Advancing the year as it changes and ranges from payments From agents that's praising the niggas that's banging Hit Vegas, I'm famous No more speculating about the little nigga who slept in the basement On Waverly staying like it’s a vacation Tell Granny I made it we gon' need prayer For saving that paper, arrange the surveillance Send monthly of statements, no tax shall invade him Pull up in the latest they watching my anus You broke little nigga you seconds from claiming You broke little nigga, you thought you was rich? I paid for that rollie attached to your wrist Your following, fans, the critic's a gift Your impact alone was worth more than I wished A slave of my nature, I funded you this I gave you the tools so you niggas could live Remember the rules in this country you in You step out of line I'll take all of your shit Look at your roots and your heritage bitch Ain't too much shoes that your parents can fit If and I chose to let you get it big You'll be another black man on the list If and I choice to let you get a cent Or pleasure the scent, or come close to a whiff Of having that money to cover your rent I swear that we'll gun you, we're coming it Ima get more when I get back (Ah) Ima take yours, what a get back (Ah) Ima take sport when I get laps (Ah) Ima take off when I get set (Ah) You ready? I'll do the race in the Giuseppe's I'll give you the toes off my left feet I'll give you that go if you text me Whatever you want more as dead meat This so is strange that's sexy Wish that your friend could've met me Probably caress me, when she would've noticed me Stepping inside a whip that I'm flexing Try to impress me, rather get close to undress me Try to lay low in the backseat, asking her bestie Do you think Boogie will sex me? 'Cause I know ways I can test it I been in my element I'm tryna tell her friend I got a better Benz that we can settle in I got a settlement with David Letterman I got a relevance with all my relatives I hold an elegance to get to Ellen's list I went to straight Baltimore Bodies on the floor, tell them all I'm yours I can't make no more remorse This my only choice Mom I own the voice of a million people Finally the storm can hit the region when the season jumps I can't defeat him or his evil sons There's demons leeching leaving frequent bumps I've been upset with these words in my mouth I feel shackled to every curtain in this house And since we got niggas and massa's offended When we come back ima air this bitch out