Conway The Machine - Piper lyrics

Uh, yeah (Griselda, Conway)
Uh huh, La Máquina
That mean "Machine, " nigga (Conway)
Pardon me, The Machine, nigga (Ow)
Hahaha, yeah (Brr, woo)

Look, rock the Medicine Ball Legacies
New God flow, so every bar heavenly
Went from peddlin' raw to peddlin' bars
Rolex bezel is flawless
So every broad checkin' me
I'm better than y'all definitely
On another level than y'all, I can't
Never see y'all catchin' me, huh
Stretchin' the raw
Look how I step on the soft
Gregory Hines when whippin' mines, nigga
Lambo trucks in the winter time, nigga
You rented yours, but this is mines, nigga
AK bullets'll hit his spine
Told you that we don't play
Fair, so get in line, nigga
I put niggas in position to
Live out they dreams
Like a proud father watchin'
Niggas doin' they thing they gettin' looks
But everything ain't as good as it seem
I'm Geppetto, I'm behind the scenes
Pullin' the strings but thank me later
Uh, I'm court side at Staples, hater
So close to the bench you
Think I play for Lakers
I used to bag cracks
My razor scrape my plate up
I got my cake up
Now I'm coppin' real estate and acres
When it's time to wake and bake a Jake up
Uh, I'm the inspiration
I'm 'bout to wake the greats up
I'll never take a pay cut
I'm at the stove, I'll bake the cake up
I'll send my youngin through to
Break ya face up, machine
That's how we doin' man
Choc' Boy Wonder style
(Doot, doot, doot, doot)
Griselda Records baby, FlyGod what up?
(What up, boy?)
Conway, what up baby? (Conway)
Uh, it's Pete Rock nigga
Uh, let's get poppin', bruh
Yeah, 2018 (Griselda)
Knahmean? It's The Machine, holla