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conway the machine - greetings كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
let’s get it
god don’t make mistakes on the way
february 25th (yeah)
shoutout j. cole
(uh, look)

[verse]
don’t compare me to none of these n_ggas, we ain’t that alike
i realized these n_ggas ain’t mad at me, them n_ggas mad at life (hahaha)
and if a n_gga play with me then he won’t make it past the night
’cause it’s k!llers that love me that’s gon’ send him to the afterlife (boom boom boom)
so look n_gga, keep all them suggestions and your bad advice (talk to ’em)
that’s the problem now, rappers too friendly, i ain’t that polite (not at all)
my only concern is that my bag is right
if we collab, it’s like 50 racks, yeah, that’s the asking price
and i’m doing like 4_5 of them sh_ts, that’s on an average night (wooo)
o pass the light
this gas got me so high i’m crashin’ right into a satellite (haaa)
they think it’s overnight, think i did magic, like
you do know this my passion, right?
you know the dedication and the sacrifice
don’t minimize my grind, i was up practicin’ half the night
bullet in my neck, watchin’ “get rich”, that sh_t had me hyped (talk to ’em)
fast forward, coach_lla with 50, that that sh_t had me hyped (talk to ’em)
timin’ is everything and this moment feels exactly right (shout out 50)
i went to 50’s unveilin’ of the star
in hollywood, honestly hearin’ him speak had me at awe
’cause we both got shot and rock similar scars
but i learned, you believe in yourself and never give a f_ck, that take you far
i worked hard for this sh_t, b_tch, why would i let you have it?
i’m tryna look for a new challenge (ha)
gettin’ ends on the side while i’m tryna look for this new balance (woo)
peace to keith, he hold me down whenever i’m movin’ through dallas (what up, bro)
don’t wanna have to shoot this tool, them fn bullets, they do damage (doo doo doo doo)
drumwork music the future, but i ain’t lookin’ for new talent (aahh!)
closet lookin’ like shoe palace (woo)
every time i cook up it’s too classic (ha)
my homies pull up, it’s too tragic (ha)
put it on your bullet and news splash (ha)
machine back on sh_t again, who’s askin’? ah! (talk to ’em, machine!)
sippin’ deleón by the caseload
used to serve packs when the time treated [?] cold
the way i pen it, gotta say my name same sentence
equivalent to even kendrick, sh_t, or maybe j. cole (woo)
[?] my n_gga drake, bro (ha)
keep k!llin’ n_ggas, case closed (keep k!llin’)
[?] out a million, then my safe closed (ha)
need a bbl but her face cold
but when she’s suckin’ she gon’ take soul
from the hood, i never changed code
i used to hustle, didn’t change clothes (nope)
now we tourin’ all around the country (yeah)
everywhere we go, we gotta take pole
nothin’ smaller than the draco’s (brrrr)
[outro]

- conway the machine

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