400 Years Video (MV)

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