CJ Fly, Conway The Machine - CITY WE FROM lyrics
Conway the Machine [Demond Price] Buffalo, New York. U.S. 🇺🇸
[CJ Fly, Conway The Machine - CITY WE FROM lyrics]
City we from made us
Shooters keep the thang tucked
Talk shit, get your face snuffed
you might get your chain took
Lifestyle you live made up
(yeah) , never give 'em strange looks
You might be in danger (Machine, bitch)
I don't do well with strangers
Look, shoot first, I don't talk much (Uh, uh)
Fuck a drive-by, my shooters doing walk-ups
(Brr) plastic scalpel from the infirmary
Leave you scarred up (Facts)
Leave that pussy nigga in the
Yard with his jaw cut, uh
(Hold that, nigga)
Still in the kitchen making raw fluff (Woo)
Moved back to the hood, I feel we lost touch
(Ha ha haha)
Talk to me crazy, get your jaw snuffed
A hundred shots popping if you cross us, yeah
(Brr) i do this for real, nigga, yeah
(For real, nigga)
I do this shit for all my real niggas, yeah
(What's poppin'?)
Stay in your lane, you just a lil' nigga
(A lil' boy)
Fuck around and get your shit peeled, nigga
(Boom boom)
I'm in the streets waist deep (I'm out here)
Forty on my waist make your face leak
(What's good, nigga?)
I don't talk much, I let the K speak
(Not at all) i ain't hard to find, pussy
I'm on May Street (Hah)
City we from made us
Shooters keep the thang tucked
Talk shit get your face snuffed
You might get your chain took
Lifestyle you live made up
Never give 'em strange looks
You might be in danger
I don't do well with strangers
City we from made us
Shooters keep the thang tucked
Talk shit get your face snuffed
You might get your chain took
Lifestyle you live made up
Never give 'em strange looks
You might be in danger
I don't do well with strangers (Fly)
Couldn't be a loan when they
Was givin' buck fifties (Nah)
Tucked blicky ready just in case
Someone would fuck with me
Luckily they was judging me
Just by my company
Crush sticky, gotta keep the grip
You can't be caught slippin' (Nope)
You'll see you in grave danger
When you in a coffin (Too late)
Actions are louder than words and
I ain't one for talkin' (Shh)
My shooter always got that thang like
He's a fan of Lauryn
Don't practice falconry but somehow we
Still got the hawk in (Fly)
Ain't about money, we can't talk
I got no time for nonsense (Nah)
Don't make me haffi tell a shotta
Dem fi fly a foreign (Pussy)
Real rude boys, different with the warring
(Uh, huh) don't like repeating myself
So just take this as a warning
Used to love the chirp
My first phone was a Nextel (Brr)
I wanna hatch
And you niggas still walk on eggshells
Cali weed and New York oxygen
Is what I exhale
My lines always go over your
Head just like some chemtrails (Fly)
City we from made us
Shooters keep the thang tucked
Talk shit get your face snuffed
You might get your chain took
Lifestyle you live made up
Never give 'em strange looks
You might be in danger
I don't do well with strangers
City we from made us
Shooters keep the thang tucked
Talk shit get your face snuffed
You might get your chain took
Lifestyle you live made up
Never give 'em strange looks
You might be in danger
I don't do well with strangers