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mutty - conway the machine lyrics

[intro: conductor williams & conway the machine]
(conductor we have a problem
conductor we have a problem
con**)
yeah
okay, okay
okay, okay
argh!

[chorus: conway the machine]
n*gga played with machine, ain’t here to tell about it
n*gga played with shots, ain’t here to tell about it
n*gga played with mayweather, ain’t here to tell about it
n*gga played with k!ller tone, ain’t here to tell about it
n*gga played with the drum, ain’t here to tell about it, yeah
n*gga played with machine, ain’t here to tell about it, yeah
he was an innocent kid, streets madе a felon out him
take this strap n*gga, sh*t
innocent kid, wе made a felon out him, uh, uh, uh

[verse 1: conway the machine]
wheelchair in front of the mic, bro hitting record (huh)
feel like mr. notorious doing “kick in the door” (kick in the door)
fiend hit the dope once and made his heart bust (uh*huh)
fentanyl strong, he died from a grain of salt worth (d*mn)
they say “machine, what’s your sk!llset?”
tell ’em ain’t a n*gga play with me that ain’t get k!lled yet, uh
extendo on the keltec, it’s signed and sealed, i’m still best (aha)
f*ck around and you ‘gon get put on the grill next (boom, boom, boom, boom)
mud on my cleats, i was still in it when the field wet
the grand architect, just watch what i’mma build next (just watch my moves)
sent young’n on a k!ll mission, that’s just his field test (uh*huh)
them ms come in portions weekly, that’s how we meal prep (hahaha)
ayo, they know machine a real threat
i kick your pregnant baby momma down a flight of steel steps
i rap but i still step (talk to ’em)
it ain’t at least seven figures, that ain’t a real check (nuh*uh)
just pay me everything up front, that make me feel best (i feel better)
don’t get it f*cked up
i had to hustle to get here, they think i lucked up (they think it’s luck, huh)
i turned up my b*tch wrist, that sh*t a buck plus (yeah)
middle of the street, empty the draco, flip his truck up (brr)
wax burn on top of the scatter brain prushed up, sh*t
when i lost my n*gga pr*ck, that sh*t crushed us (that f*cked me up, though)
you know if it’s my b*tch, ’cause her wrist all bussed up
the p*ssy n*ggas huff, puff and beat on they chest
but they ain’t tough, f*ck them n*ggas man
[bridge: conway the machine]
look at my progress (huh)
now it’s benz trucks that pull up in the projects (boom)
i trusted the process (woo)
i did everything i said
i didn’t break my promise
i’m just being honest (just being honest, n*gga)

[verse 2: conway the machine]
i mean your flow is sorta mines
so this where we draw the line (keep it a buck)
you went to sax for your drip, sh*t, they imported mine (ha)
exotic reptile skins, i turned water to wine (drip, drip, drip)
look, it’s slam face k!lla, you set us up when you see me, boy, we can’t wait, n*gga (we can’t wait)
you don’t want real beef, you plant*based, n*gga (p*ssy)
i d*mn near went gold off a d*mn tape filla (ha)
it’s drumwork, you n*ggas can’t play with us, i swear

[chorus: conway the machine]
uh, n*gga played with machine, ain’t here to tell about it
n*gga played with griselda, ain’t here to tell about it
n*gga played with shots, ain’t here to tell about it
n*gga played with k!ller tone, ain’t here to tell about it, talk to ’em!
n*gga played with sk, ain’t here to tell about it
n*ggas played with the drum, ain’t here to tell about it, uh
ain’t here to tell about it

- conway the machine lyrics

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