Conway The Machine, Jae Skeese - Blood Roses lyrics

Yeah
Uh
Look

Machine back, tell them niggas the king back
Let you niggas eat long enough
Now I want my thing back
(Hahahaha)
Maybach truck, I'm in the back seat
Seat leaned back
Ran it up
Did it in a way they still haven't seen yet
I'm shootin' at everybody, I
Don't hit you
Then I hit the nigga closest
(Brr)
I gotta be at least top
Three when a nigga focused
(Cap)
It's niggas that pocket watch me
And got hidden motives
(Hah)
I see right through 'em though
I just act like I didn't notice
(Yeah)
Used to walk in the kitchen, killin' roaches
Now revenge the best dish I'ma
Serve before my kitchen closes
(Talk to 'em)
Niggas stealin' my drip
Even my picture poses
I just hope before I die
Them fuck niggas give me my roses
(Give me my flowers)
Wouldn't believe me if I told you
What my yearly gross is
Bought my bitch the new Bentley truck
And she still ain't drove it
(Uh, huh)
Still play my old shit, niggas be like
"That nigga goes in"
(He goes in)
You should see they face when they
Find out I didn't wrote it
(Ha)
Oops, I mean "didn't write it", excuse me
I just get excited
I'ma shoot mines if a nigga try it
I'ma do time if I get indicted
I'ma do mines, yeah (No snitchin', nigga)
See a nigga necklace full of new diamonds
I don't give a fuck who I signed with
I'm still the nicest, Machine (Woo)

I'm thankful that God never blessed
Me with basic views
(What)
So those perspectives that I'm projectin'
They can't confuse
(What)
They played the fool
But I paid the piper and paid the dues
(Uh, huh)
This is god level
But I came to prove I came improved
(Talk that talk)
It's killshot after killshot when
The chamber moves
(What)
It's hard wired that I'm a
Bomb they can't defuse
(What)
They played the fool
But I paid the piper and paid the dues
(Uh, huh)
This is god level
But I came to prove I came improved
(Talk that talk, yeah, uh huh)

Ayo, now I lay me down to sleep
(Talk to 'em)
I pray the Lord, my crown, I keep
(Talk to 'em)
If I should die before I wake
Just give my two sons
Everything inside my safe
Yeah
You know you gettin' lit when bitches
Use your lyrics for a caption
In that black on black Rolls
When I'm starin' through Manhattan
(Vroom)
They pray on my downfall
Want something terrible to happen
Legends sayin' I'm the illest in
This era with this rappin'
(That's respect, nigga)
Had the lil' homie shootin' this mag
I'm not really that mad
(Brr)
I just wanna give the shooter a bag (Brr)
I usually spaz, niggas say, "Machine
You in your bag"
(You in your bag, nigga)
My money still multiply and add
I ain't through doin' math
(Ha)
Now, when the homies call from jail
I always accept it
My name is good in the streets
I was always respected
(I'm good, nigga)
Dark skin with a fat ass
Was always my preference
(Come here, bitch)
I eat that pussy in the
Morning, that's chocolate for breakfast
Shit
(Hahahaha)

I'm thankful that God never blessed
Me with basic views
(What)
So those perspectives that I'm projectin'
They can't confuse
(What)
They played the fool
But I paid the piper and paid the dues
(Uh, huh)
This is god level
But I came to prove I came improved
(Talk that talk)
It's killshot after killshot when
The chamber moves
(What)
It's hard wired that I'm a
Bomb they can't defuse
(What)
They played the fool
But I paid the piper and paid the dues
(Uh, huh)
This is god level
But I came to prove I came improved
(Talk that talk)