Consequence, Conway The Machine - Complex Con lyrics
Conway the Machine [Demond Price] Buffalo, New York. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Consequence, Conway The Machine - Complex Con lyrics]
"I like what’s going down"
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
See they won’t understand
‘cause it’s complex, Con
This for every kid who put his projects on
And did what he did to get his progress on
Even if they had to take the context wrong
See they won’t understand
‘cause it’s complex, con it’s complex, Con
They won’t understand ‘cause it’s complex
Con
You know what I got engraved on the gold yard
It said, "until I hit my grave, I’ma go hard"
‘Cause you know how many times
I had a broke heart
‘Cause a chick wasn’t trying to
Hear the broke part
That’s that, you’re better off without me
‘Cause only ratting I’ma ever
Doing is Ratajkowski
I slept on cots and I hate cold floors
So I ain’t get this hot
Just to get cold sores
Or to have close scores
Or to have closed doors
Ever get in my way or end up feeling my page
So save the lip service for Angela and them
Every time I’m on the web
Like tarantulas and them
I’ma catch another body
Call an ambulance for them
Yeah the Grammy Family’s back
Bring the laminas for them
'Cause every time I went in
It never went wrong
But when you’re going for
The win, it’s complex, con
This for every kid who put his projects on
And did what he did to get his progress on
Even if they had to take the context wrong
See they won’t understand
‘cause it’s complex, con it’s complex, Con
They won’t understand ‘cause it’s complex
Con
Yeah i said it’s complex, Con
Any beat you give me, I’ma bomb threat on
Running through your project with
My tec drawn
Body, I’ll push some metal objects on him
I used to make mine stretch
My pies stepped on
Now I get rap money and my checks long
Huh, you could say that God blessed Con
Shot in the back of my head and my neck
But I just trusted the process
And I kept going
Good on any fucking block I stepped on
Now I see a million, I don’t be excited
It’s complex, Con
I heard your new shit, I ain’t even like it
I knew the shit was trash
I should be a psychic
Look at my neck, now you’re seeing ices
Machine, bitch, he the nicest hoo
It’s complex, Con it’s complex, Con
It’s complex, Con it’s complex, Con
This for every kid who put his projects on
And did what he did to get his progress on
Even if they had to take the context wrong
See they won’t understand
‘cause it’s complex, con it’s complex, Con
They won’t understand ‘cause it’s complex
Con
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
See they won’t understand
‘cause it’s complex, Con
This for every kid who put his projects on
And did what he did to get his progress on
Even if they had to take the context wrong
See they won’t understand
‘cause it’s complex, con it’s complex, Con
They won’t understand ‘cause it’s complex
Con
You know what I got engraved on the gold yard
It said, "until I hit my grave, I’ma go hard"
‘Cause you know how many times
I had a broke heart
‘Cause a chick wasn’t trying to
Hear the broke part
That’s that, you’re better off without me
‘Cause only ratting I’ma ever
Doing is Ratajkowski
I slept on cots and I hate cold floors
So I ain’t get this hot
Just to get cold sores
Or to have close scores
Or to have closed doors
Ever get in my way or end up feeling my page
So save the lip service for Angela and them
Every time I’m on the web
Like tarantulas and them
I’ma catch another body
Call an ambulance for them
Yeah the Grammy Family’s back
Bring the laminas for them
'Cause every time I went in
It never went wrong
But when you’re going for
The win, it’s complex, con
This for every kid who put his projects on
And did what he did to get his progress on
Even if they had to take the context wrong
See they won’t understand
‘cause it’s complex, con it’s complex, Con
They won’t understand ‘cause it’s complex
Con
Yeah i said it’s complex, Con
Any beat you give me, I’ma bomb threat on
Running through your project with
My tec drawn
Body, I’ll push some metal objects on him
I used to make mine stretch
My pies stepped on
Now I get rap money and my checks long
Huh, you could say that God blessed Con
Shot in the back of my head and my neck
But I just trusted the process
And I kept going
Good on any fucking block I stepped on
Now I see a million, I don’t be excited
It’s complex, Con
I heard your new shit, I ain’t even like it
I knew the shit was trash
I should be a psychic
Look at my neck, now you’re seeing ices
Machine, bitch, he the nicest hoo
It’s complex, Con it’s complex, Con
It’s complex, Con it’s complex, Con
This for every kid who put his projects on
And did what he did to get his progress on
Even if they had to take the context wrong
See they won’t understand
‘cause it’s complex, con it’s complex, Con
They won’t understand ‘cause it’s complex
Con