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moments - conway the machine lyrics

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[intro: conway the machine & dj t]
you gotta stay down ’til you come up, n*gga
ay, the loaf is here for the drumwork breadwinners, n*gga
gotta stay down ’til you come up, n*gga
the loaf is here for the drumwork breadwinners, n*gga
somebody get matteo mandotti on the line
gotta stay down ’til you come up, man
i think it’s time for us to order some new trinkets
let’s go

[verse: conway the machine]
yeah, look
trying to find myself, still a long way (uh*huh)
i been writing in my phone
trying to get back in my zone
but sometimes i be getting in my own way
i’m stubborn, only wanna do sh*t my own way (i swear)
always isolated, i don’t like people, i need my own sp*ce
washing up at toya house, ain’t had my own place
recorded a whole tape
when me and daringer beats first became soulmates
that reject made n*ggas pyrex’s on they stove rave (uh*huh)
hating n*ggas’ face look like they suffered a nose break (haaaa!)
they hurt, f*ck ’em, n*ggas know me from ’08
bet they can tell you how wild i be, word to ghostface (wooo!)
mention me with those greats
i be challenging myself, i’m in my own race (uh*huh)
lately feel like i’m moving at a slow pace
but i’m moving on my time, i don’t chase
but now it’s all gas and no brakes (talk to ’em!)
it’s like i’m on my second strike
i’m trying to knock it out the park and bring it back to home base (‘kay)
i know snakes gon’ lay in my grass
pole in my waist just to make sure i make it home safe (boom*boom*boom!)
yeah, these the moments that i would pray for
was in the fields, hoping i would blow up like a claymore
they thought i was crazy, i always knew it would pay off
my hustle got me in rooms you n*ggas couldn’t pay for
that’s why i be keeping to myself way more
these n*ggas mad at me, thinking that we should hang more
why you n*ggas ain’t call when me and toya took ebt to get lemon pepper wings from the may store? (swear to god)
n*gga, thought you were solid, you was not around
when a n*gga was depressed, drinking a lot of brown
and i slowed up my drinking, but don’t be thinking i throttled down
’cause a n*gga put the bottle down
i’m still the machine (still the machine)
is this life real or a dream? (is this sh*t real?) (i’m on yo’ neck, n*gga)
god level flow (god level flow), celestial being
[outro: conway the machine]
these the moments that i would pray for
(i used to pray for this sh*t) (talk to ’em)
these the moments that i would pray for (amen)
(i used to be wanting this sh*t so bad, n*gga) (talk to ’em, king)
i put the work in, n*gga, this ain’t no handout
these the moments that i would pray for
(ain’t n0body gave me nothing, n*gga, i went and got mines)
went and got mines, ran every red light and every stop sign (machine, b*tch)
on the road to success like i’m losing my mind
ask me am i good, but i’m really not fine
i went and got mines, ran every red light and every stop sign
on the road to success like i’m losing my mind
ask me am i good, but i’m really not fine

- conway the machine lyrics

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