How Long/Last Song 2 (Outro) - IDK

How long have I been a nigga?

Since the day I was born

Or since the day I decided a trigger would be the way to get all the money I get

Rob my brother for Benjamins then I spend them on kicks

Them Louboutins looking sick

In fact they make me look rich

In fact they make me get all the women, I mean every bitch

I got a watch that don’t tick

I got a watch that don’t tick

But if I walk out the house with it I’ll be a lick for another nigga

How long has he been a nigga?

Since the day he was born

Or since the day he decided the liquor store by his house

Across the street from his school

Would be the same place he sold drugs and acted a fool

His father wasn’t around

His mother was in the streets

Grandmother did what she could with barely nothing to eat

Just for the sneaks on your feet

He probably make you deceased

Fuck every priority

The money’s the priority

The white man asked how long have we been some niggas?

Since the day we was born

Or since the day Martin Luther said that enough is enough?

We got to fight for our rights

But we to worried about seeing money that we losing sight

Of everything that’s ahead of us

Only seeing in front us

We don’t see what the money does

We just that the money is

The answer, the key, the false reality

The hope, the love, the only thing we need

In fact we need it so bad we make ourselves bleed

Green is the reason for my black mentality

That’s how long I been a nigga

Since the Jackson’s, the Lincoln’s, the Washington’s, the Hamilton’s,

the Jefferson’s, the Franklin’s

These are all white men

Shout out to Harriet Tubman

If it’s true then maybe that’ll bring change in the end

To the reason why I am a nigga

Bitch niggas gone hate

Bitch niggas gone talk

Pussy niggas gone say

You are not what you are

Man shouldn’t ever hate

Jigga man taught me that

The way the world looking now

It ain’t a lot of men left

I just did another show

Packed it out the ratio

Half man, half hoes

I’m a just call it a

Back when Justin use to drive in a Centura

That was his momma shit

That was back before I ever thought that I would be in LA trying to get that

Obama dish

Waffle with chicken, no omelette

They gone say this Drake flow

But still know it’s Jay though

I’m still getting paid though

Every time you scream hoe

Get the choppa, give them blocka

Middle finger

Fuck a problem

We gone solve them

Models here

Credit card, no limit

Silkk Da Shocka

We gone do it real big

For my momma

I ain’t never been this happy recording music before bruh

Like these songs

I feel… When I’m recording them right now

This the first time I feel like while I’m recording them that I fuck with the

shit

You know what I mean?

Like usually it just be like I record, record and then after it’s done I’m like

oh yea, this is tight or I don’t like this

But this is the first time I’m recording it and I fuck with it

You get what I’m saying?

It ain’t a lot of men left oh

Na na na na

I don’t really have no verse for this to be honest

All I got is that (laughs)

That’s all I got

I was still writing that joint

Fly the hook in

Bitch niggas gone hate