A-Q, M.I Abaga - Tone Of the Conversation lyrics

We must fight i repeat it, sir
We must fight there is no retreat
The war is inevitable and let it come
I repeat, sir,  let it come
(Beats by Jayy) Whatcha say?

Yeah why you do this, man?
Are we gonna do these people,  like
Want them two crowns

Let's set the tone of the conversation
(alright) you're all about to witness the
Litness of high vibration
We're two of a kind
Animals chilling on sight
Waiting to flood your T and inside
I hatin' critics who wait inside like baitin'
You'll all see my greatness is still amassin'
Fuel of the game, the radio station's
How can you gas him?
Thirteen years impeccable versus


What more you askin'
Than trendy, stylish, corporate sexy, bossy
Look you can fuck your fashion

I'm like, say no to passion of Christ
You niggas passionate 'bout likes
Drug use is sex, you need a cashable vice
An actual plan, not even at my maximum, damn
The caskets you planned for 'em but
Have a great return policy
Odyssey every year
Have to battle it in the Colosseum
The artefacts started back on how to rap
I'm a musuem
Whenever you see him, know it's fuckin' fire
Boy rappers seeming in, vanished
Articulate spanish, like, "Hasta luego"
You small chops to me, nigga
Our party take hoes you see the score
I just need so much more like an away goal
I earn my spot protecting you niggas
I'ma amotekun
I've schooled at least ten rappers in
Each of the 36 states
That's like 360 degrees, right?
I mean the circle of rappers who
Came to work through the hurdles
Pursue a virtue, that's why
I bow my head to the rappers
Who did it before me like my nigga Q
I'm blessed to be part of his story

Let's set it to another conversation
Then you
The hardcore rapper can do for corporations
This is a home invasion
It's a covid operation
A crown submitted kings
Now this is my corporate nation
They say that one piece like Q
Let's bend with the hatchet, okay
I'm gon' bury it deep inside of your score
Stop your hustle in motion
Your whole alignment is flawed
Like the real connection of
The '06 Honda Accord

When we fall, break a leg
Disconnect from your joint face it boys
The punches still get your face destroyed
This is true in practice
I'ma school you at this
Show you how to clap this
You should bookmark this
Never held a gun but still delivered
Though fact is words are weapons
I let the semi-automatic Glock spin
Twelve gauge, one shot, you do backflips
Now we self-love like Lou and Sue ad libs
This is cardio for me, 10km
Burn about a thousand calories
Pull 74, such a healthy human being
If sound mind whole mind is sound
How sound can I be?
But really, tell me, how you living chappy?
If I'm gonna bail, I said oh
30 was grinnin' at me
Set me first, I'm like run to the table
What you waging out now?
Same beef, I put a steak on your table
You're acting like clowns

This is giving me a no ID vibe
This is 5G casher freeze
Spread with five lies
Funny how these rappers want to
Clash on IG life the problem is
You don't get money on IG Live
We just made a tape, split the royalties
We gettin' major pay i know you hate is me
I'm on the project with your favourite
It's the end of days and if it ends today
Mission accomplished
Collaboration project will end
I can't ignore it

So actually it was a tweet, that uh
Q had responded to somebody
Who had asked if he would do a
Joint project with me and Q
And said, "Ask M"
So when I hit him up, I said, "Yo, bro
How crazy will it be
If we could do this project in four days
And put it out in a week from today
And he was like, "I'ma hit up Beats by Jayy"