400 lyrics
by Busta Rhymes
[Intro]
I feel like he doesn't even care like that no more
Like he really disrespected me like that
I don't even know how I feel about him now
[Verse 1]
Ya mans stay taking these Ls
I straighten these sails
I got a lot of junk in my mail
She got junk in the trunk, I won't front (I looked)
How many checks can I get? (booked)
Ain't nobody praying for me
Who planting that seed?
Who out here watching my back?
Boss ain't cutting no slack, I'm just tryna leave
I'm just tryna get a little air so I could breathe
Save some room for me
I'm tryna cop the dub, 'cause I don't wanna taste defeat
I know that the checks ain't coming in for free, for me
Ran up a couple hundred metadata in Nevada