Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's the Carter, motherfucker I came back around, it's the Carter, motherfucker I came back around, it's the Carter, motherfucker Let me show y'all my building, man It's the Carter Let me show you the ins, the outs, the ups, the downs You know what I'm talking about This is me, fourth solo album, baby I came back around By myself this time Back off the wall Guns up in the air In the middle of the street like Bang, bang, bang, bang This is the Carter, y'all welcome Hardest Malcolm, darkest of Elk And Lord, help him But y'all felt him And that make you a part of me And pardon me If a part of me Is what you wanna be What you oughta be Doing, recording me Or just acting accordingly I give orders to the commander in chief Just the commander in me Handling streets in a Mandarin B I hear you haters slandering me I just hand them the peace Any drama, I pace it like Indiana I take your grammar, pacemaker And just hand her the peace Not two bangers I simultaneously pop two bangers You do not want Angus USDA prime beef, your dead meat I'm so ahead of these trendy rappers Speed up, I'm already hot When another one's starting to heat up Got many hot with me Cause I always be this beat up Y'all cats with y'all feet up Starting to look like feet up I'm teed up from the beat up In the trunk, gotta put my seat up In the trunk, I got my bass And I ain't speaking about no speakers We're speaking about your speakers This is the speech of Weezy F, baby No more, no less, baby So forth and so on Let's go Front door, living room Young niggas switching weed What you need? Get you crack, get you weed Make your way to the back Look ahead and see White bitch in the bathroom Giving head for speed But Don't you turn your head at me The president been doing it Then he tried to ruin it But I built this building from the ruts I own all the corners and the cuts In this motherfucker And the fans know just what's in this motherfucker Made niggas so they can't bust In this motherfucker So with that, let's keep it moving On to the kitchen where my witches keep it brewing Look at how my bitches do it Bucky, Buck, Nicky Look at how my bitches do this They handle all my pharmaceuticals I got it from Promethazine I'm at a museum, I'm Ku Shu Don't mean to spook you But this is New Orleans So my queens do voodoo You know? So the things just move through I feel your pain I got things to soothe you That spills the cane So ain't it neutral? Don't hate the game Hate the institution That spills the cane So ain't it neutral? Don't hate the game Hate the institution *** her Came back around It's the cop Show you the rest of the house later We gon' go upstairs You know? You know what this is, right? The cop