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conway the machine – g bundles كلمات اغاني

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[intro]
ayy, hit, what you gon’ do with sh_t like this, my n_gga?

[verse 1: conway the machine]
yeah, all praises due to the most high
remain thankful and humble, that’s just some rules that i go by
it f_cked me up, these people gave my n_gga low profile
told ’em that time like kobe, first step, that sh_t gon’ blow by
used to bag the dope playin’ mos black on both sides
was in the streets, but i still provided the hoes to those guys
i’m just lettin’ my soul fly, flow raw like the bricks from the source
where you gotta take a plane and a boat ride
givin’ back, every n_gga in my section live
got two shooters that’s bustin’ pipes like when pressure rise
rappers actin’ tough, showin’ they fake aggressive side
’til i see ’em in public, now the wanna contextualize
i heard n_ggas shot up your corner for a second time
hit like two n_ggas, you p_ssy n_ggas have yet to slide
these verses is exercise, lately, i been feelin’ like i’m the best alive
and it’s my first album, i just arrived
i heard n_ggas stealin’ my lane, but we don’t spit it the same
they say it’s gettin’ spooky, i hear n_ggas stealin’ my slang
they tryna hang so they can get close to the book and just steal ’em a page
i don’t consider you gang, n_gga
i told you on that song with eminem, bang
that i would pull up, let it ring, think sh_t is a game
gxfr, went and put that sh_t on my chain
’cause long after i die, my n_ggas remain
ayy, my n_gga hit_boy did the production
rollie my wrist and i bust it
listen, we built the whole griselda house with our hands, we did it from nothin’
i mean, west owned the land, but i did the construction
so f_ck your top five if it ain’t me
uh, i came a long way from may street
look what i became, god don’t make mistakes, see
i’m ’bout to have paul robbin’ peter to pay me, yeah
[chorus: dej loaf]
i’ll do a n_gga bogus (bogus)
i’ll leave a n_gga knowin’ (knowin’)
fear of god i got on (got on)
all the way at the top where it’s lonely (lonely)
all my n_ggas paid (paid)
we run it up and break bread (break bread)
can’t let you get to my head (my head)
i can’t let you get to my head
rock out with my friends, yeah, my brothers with me
cuttin’ up in traffic, keep a cutter with me
i grew up [?], most of my ogs dead
keep an eye on [?], i can’t watch her od, yeah
real birds, watchin’, watchin’ me
you got big nerves plottin’ on me, yeah
i don’t fear anything
i don’t feel anything, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
ooh, yeah
ooh_ooh_ooh, yeah

- conway the machine

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