Big Ghost LTD, Conway The Machine - Dead Flowers lyrics

Conway the Machine [Demond Price] Buffalo, New York. U.S.

[Big Ghost LTD, Conway The Machine - Dead Flowers lyrics]

Griselda yeah, nigga
Yeah, nigga (Brr)
We back, nigga (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
You know what the fuck is up,  nigga
Uh, look

The MAC-11 in my belt (I got it on me, nigga)
Ready to play my cards however they was dealt
(Take this shit how it come, nigga)
I had to level up myself
'Cause even if I did need it
I would never get the help (yeah)
I'm the illest
Fuck whoever and how they felt
(Fuck them niggas)
The way I'm rappin' lately, shit
I'm impressin' myself (Ha)
Haha, Pusha T Ozweegos (Uh, huh)
I'm like Deebo at the
Dice game shootin' Cee-Lo (You what?)
Foreign parked, auto-start, no keyhole
Took a loss, then got a kilo and I
Rebounded like I was Z-Bo (Talk to 'em)
Before I was blowin' up in the game
I was broke and had a bad
Bitch showin' up in a Range (Ha ha ha)
On a flight, hungover
I'm throwin' up on the plane
Damn, I thought you was official
You sold your soul for a chain
And the fame got to your head, yeah
(You on some other shit)
Boy, you changed once you
Got you some change, got you some bread

Yeah, nigga hold up
I ain't finished with these fuck niggas look

I should aim shots at your head
But now you gotta sleep at night
Knowin' you ain't a real nigga
Now lay on top of your bed
That's how you made it
I just won a hundred thousand down in Vegas
(I'm eatin') gucci down to my socks
Smilin' like Radric Davis (Ha ha ha)
Uh, bitch in my DMs said
"I'm proud you made it" (What?)
Told that ho that I don't
Even want your pussy now, you basic
(Fuck out of here)
Yeah, sneakers I'm rockin' can't be found
(You ain't see these)
Fuck a favor, I don't do nothin' for free now
(Not at all) i be around with the pump
On me like Dee Brown
When I shoot it, I gotta put one knee down
That bitch'll knock a tree down
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
'Member I walked a nigga, that's a free pound
Sold it to my man for the André, three thou'
(Hah) nigga, the Maybach is matte charcoal
(Uh, huh) you niggas got bars
But I can tell you watch a lot of Narcos
You just put words together good
But where's the art though?
Rap what you live, where your heart go? Yeah

Hmm you niggas just watch a lot of TV, nigga
I live this shit, pussy machine

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