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conway the machine - seeing green lyrics

[intro]
drumwork sh+t, n+gga
shout out [?]
sk, what up
a band full of motherf+ckin’ assassins
spitters (yeah)
oh, i forgot
i’ma let my brother goose talk to you n+ggas

[verse 1: goosebytheway]
i’m iller than n+ggas contrary to what you say and believe
conway gave me the assist, now i’m taking a leap
break if you need, i don’t need none
claiming you got k!llers, let me see some
won’t ask for your opinion if i don’t need one
don’t mention my name
you can’t hurt me, boy, i’m hip to the game
i ran this sh+t without catching a sprain
twenty city tour without having a name
now it’s goose, now it’s by the way
where the truth’s been, don’t take it to war
save your money, go make you some more
i think i got some pop bottles you boys can take to the store
i’m taking off at the right time, they left me
i don’t think they understand me in my right mind, now it’s drumwork
run your mouth, motherf+cker, i hope your gun work
pressure bust pipes when this gun burst
i promise you n+ggas, yeah
[interlude: conway the machine]
yeah
it’s so immaculate
machine, b+tch
you know what i mean
uh, n+ggas ain’t f+cking with me
, look

[verse 2: conway the machine]
tryna reach the top, such a long ladder to climb
and god balancing mines and yours staggering
see, you gotta look deeper than ball patterns and lines
my thoughts travel my mind so deep in the sp+ce i can just reach out my arms
it’s just not [?] out of the sky
i look in the mirror, i’m looking god back in the eyes
while y’all n+ggas hit the stu’ and record raps full of lies
it’s all cap, i couldn’t enjoy that if tried
this is heroin coming through the speaker
before i drop the album, had to [?] to heat streets up
these n+ggas album full of guest appearances, that don’t mean it’s a heater
to me, that made it weaker
see, i don’t really need to ask these n+ggas for features
i am the elite them n+ggas feature [?]
to get a verse because they know i put the beats in a sleeper
stomp a rapper ’til his face tats on the bottom of my sneaker, yeah
this the beginning of my next chapter
far as this griselda sh+t, you know machine the x factor
i’ll let you debate who’s the best rapper
but when i leave, tell me what’s left after
(talk to these n+ggas, king)
i k!lled that p+ssy and she slept after, and then i left after
and i ain’t lock the door or text after
give every hating bone in your body a stress fracture
i don’t respect half of you
[outro]
you know when it comes to being an elite emcee
there’s three credentials that you need
lyricism, delivery, and facts, n+gga

- conway the machine lyrics

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