Conway The Machine, Trillmatic, Benny the Butcher, Flee Lord - Marathon lyrics

Yeah, look

Free my dawg, they got bro in Maquine
Caught 'em in '08 with a block
Of coke and a thing (Uh)
Some lame talkin' crazy, he popped
Toastin' the sling
Then rolled through the hood with the
Hot po' in his beamer
And boxed Logan Supreme, bitches on IG
Is the girl of your dreams
To me she a thot ho for the team (Haha)
They heard my flow
Now them other niggas rappin' is
Not dope as they seem (Huh?)
Not only am I the GOAT, I'm the king
(I'm the king, nigga)
Shit I'm spittin' lately is no fear (Nah)
My nigga itchin' to let his pole in
(Boom, boom, boom) water on my wrist, shit
I could've bought a whole squarе (Huh?)
Virgil just dropped some new Louis
I bought both pairs (I bought all his shit)
Spanish bitchеs leavin' panties on my floor
You get a brick, you know when you see my
Stampin' and it's pure (Ha)
Lamborghini doors, like my nigga KD
(Let me talk my shit)
I'm comin' back to win again
I've been the champion before, nigga
(yeah, listen)

Ran a marathon on these blocks
So what the fuck you gon' tell me?
(What the fuck you gon' tell me?)
They put a smile on they face
To watch a hustler get wealthy
You gotta respect me
Hoes don't know how to reject me (Haha)
I buy a flight and send a
Car, have her shoppin' in Jeffery's, uh
Niggas 'round you start actin' strange
Soon as you ballin'
(Soon as you start doin' that)
Sayin' I changed
I just tell 'em I'm evolving
On the block, I got tax-free money
They couldn't audit
Stack a day, eighteen month run
From here to August we grew to be thugs
(Uh) , they ain't have to tutor me long
They did they biz and came up
And I had jewellery on (Shine)
But, if it wasn't for me grindin', though
I truly would starve i buy my bitches beauty
Salons and Louis Vuitton
Thank the hustle, there's so much dirt
Got rakes and shovels
So, I load the clip in my
Hammer and wait for trouble (Let's go)
They watch what I made last year
I make it double (Nigga)
Fuck it, whoever made enough money to
Shake the double? (Nobody)
It's a lie if I tell you I traded alliance
(Alliance)
Talkin' sports with the plug while
He weigh what I'm buying (Uh)
I stood up in front of the DEA, I denied it
(Nada)
I got two bad hoes on they way to the hike
(Nigga)
This for the dope spots we just left
We let rest
This the almighty G accept, we cash checks
You gettin' clicked as soon as I
Get the list from the bosses
I pay your bitch
Then hit you awake and blow
A kiss to the coffin (Lord, Lord)
The Black Sopranos, nigga

Peekin' out the lobby
Glass watchin' the deeds
(Watchin' the deeds) while they sleepin'
I'ma knock it fast and cop me some trees
(Hold that down) gelato mixed with grape
(Grape) , big bottles to the face (Woo)
Fifty drum on the pump and
Six hollows in the eighth (Grrt)
We ain't day-ones, look, we brothers for life
(Brothers for life) scars up under the ice
Sparks'll jump from the pipe (Boom, boom)
I'm grateful and amazed what I
Done done with my life (Aha)
But keep a banger on the stage
Because it comes with a price
(Get that nigga)
My Up-North niggas is cut cloth different
(Niggas, okay) he'll bust off blickers and
Crush Thor kitchens (Boom, boom, let's go)
My dog on the run in the mall with a gun
He'll take your brains out and put
Your head in the sun (Grrt)
Pockets full of racist
Water mark across the faces (Aha)
You'll find us fuckin' shinin' in
The darkest fuckin' places
This a gift and a curse, big cig and a purse
(Boom, boom)
Hard to put your thoughts together when
Your wig in the dirt, ah
(Fuck them, let's go drill)
It's hard to put your thoughts together
When your wig in the dirt (Me fucks)

This is Lord, uh you know we drummin'
BSF, Griselda, we in the fuckin' building
Man blow