Machines (with Conway)

Look

Home at the Wims

Don't even comb my hair

The b*****s smell the money

When I walk in

They noise is flared

Ha

Came from the bottom

****

I barely had clothes to wear

So give me my roses while I'm here

Machines - G Herbo, Conway The Machine: Survivor's Remorse: A Side & B Side: ****

It's only fair

Give me my flowers

You know how nigga s rockin' over here

Lil' bro just caught his eighth body

Before he made it to his Kobe year

****

****

nigga

Made it to twenty-four

Yeah

That nigga caught eight bodies

Before he made it to his Kobe year

Brr

COVID here and everybody masked up

It took six nigga s six hours

Just to bag up

Talk to 'em

Hold my glass up

Sippin' Cruige in a Maybach truck

A real boss gon' make sure all his peoples got they bag up

Get your bag

King

You talk the hardest nigga s out

My name get definitely brought up

Ha

But it's deeper than rap

Take my racks and invest into stardom

Woo

When you rich and you black

You become a threat

When you smart enough

Talk

My nigga died while writin' this verse

Like my heart ain't dark enough

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Made my heart hard enough

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Drac' go put them nigga s on spin cycle

We wash 'em up

Boom

Boom

Boom

Boom

Boom

Boom

Boom

My wrist cost a buck

Them bricks bought from us

The big dawg my pups

Got switch on the Glocks

They lift off and bust

Ha

They say imitation a form of flattery

Aha

Machine get on a beat

It's assaultin' battery

Hahaha

They're gettin' so much money

My old niggas is mad at me

Ha

For how I put my new b***h in gallery

Change the salary

Let's get it

Poppin' ecstasy

Addy

'Cause I wasn't tryna sleep

Where I come from

At average

Was all savagery

Now the mansions is lavish

I want a half a B

Circumstances was bad

And my b***h as bad as me

You know that

Bro died for an 8-Ball

He worth a half a key

D**n

His mama still live on the Ave'

I still ride past and see

What up

How she doin'

In my hood

I got influence

Murder one

I drunk a four

And took a xan

It made me crash the V

Phew

niggas talkin' 'bout I'm greedy

I was the last to eat

Black gloves and ski masks

That used to last a week

For real

A week straight

Heart was filled with grief and hate

No bap

**** I been through

Lawyer won a hundred K

That's a cheap case

Let's get it

Took a loss and missed a show

They want another date

My moms trippin' 'bout the rent

She like two months late

Two months late

I got right back in them trenches

What you mean

This'll never end

This cycle

My landlord was a fiend

nigga

nigga

Get out the way when I see red

'Cause you green

nigga

'Cause you green

nigga

Game seven

I was locked in with my team

nigga

Bet it up

Played my position

Crunch time

I was great at that

Spray that godd**n layback and Maybach

I got a rate at that

Herb a faker

A creative player

Never heard of that

Now I'm major

But I still'll lay down for that murder rap

Was exhausted

Missed a couple bosses

Ain't deserve to nap

All we know is fak'

Fak'

Fak'

Fak'

Fak and get that murder back

But I'm calm now

Hit my knees and start prayin' with my palms out

I shake

I'm a leader and they want me to be strong now

Reachin' for the skies

I can't put my arms down

Never

Glizzy in my left hand

Can't put my arm down

Not never

God with me

'Cause I'm alive

Devil on my side

Still outside

Daydreamin' while I drive

Got me in a trance

Since my brain got advanced

I can't trust my friends

D**n

I'd kill my mans