Conway The Machine, Jae Skeese - Stefon Diggs lyrics
Conway the Machine [Demond Price] Buffalo, New York. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Conway The Machine, Jae Skeese - Stefon Diggs lyrics]
Yeah, uh i'm reloaded, hahahaha
Huh fuck you thought, bitch?
(We on shit again, nigga)
Look (We on shit) , uh
I go and get it
Send them packages back to the crib
(Uh, huh) me and my connect
Connection like Allen and Diggs
My nigga grabbin' the SIG, tappin' your wig
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom) was lackin' compassion since a kid
He don't know what being passionate is
(The fuck is that?)
From the trenches where the savages live
Lil' nigga pull up playin' 21 Savage
He clapped him and slid (Brr)
Back to his rib, uh, I'm back again
That's back-to back wins
Back-to back Benz, Maybach when we spin
(Talk to 'em) yeah, don't give a fuck who
Dropped the best tape
When I just tripled up my net
Worth and my neck weight (What you mean?)
That means so many chains, gotta take
Them off when my neck ache, nigga
(Ha) i turned a circle into squares
I'm in the best shape, nigga
(Ha ha haha)
Look, I put my heart in my lyrics
And Daringer instrumentals just talk
To my spirit (Woo)
Yeah (Them shit's talk to me)
Daringer instrumentals just talk to my spirit
(Brr)
Look, my young boy twenty, he doin' seventy
They said that he killed
Three people allegedly (Ah)
In New York State
You can't get caught up with your weaponry
They give you three and a half
Even if it's your first felony
(That's fucked up) i got my bitch the SUV
The rims got the letter B (Ha)
My neck is bust down with two letter V
I'm yellin' "Free Cutter" 'til
They set him free (Free my nigga)
On Drink Champs with the sket on me (Woo)
If you ain't got as much bread as me
What they fuck is you tellin' me, nigga?
(Yo, yo, check, let's talk about it)
It's fly elegance, uh
I'm doin' numbers like tailors
Takin' my measurements, uh
(Uh, huh) covered in gold, I'm for
The chains like Confederates, uh
(Uh, huh)
It's like the more bands that's ran
The more heavy the pressure gets
I school 'em, these bars is prerequisites, uh
(Uh, huh) i paint a natural picture
I'm an impressionist, uh
(Uh, huh) the presidents take precedence
Need 'em prevalent, uh
(Uh, huh) because the more bands that's ran
The more heavy the pressure gets, pressure
Gets, pressure gets, uh
I said the more bands that's ran, the
More heavy the pressure gets, pressure gets
Pressure gets
I said the more bands that's ran
The more heavy the pressure gets
(Pressure gets, pressure gets)
Huh fuck you thought, bitch?
(We on shit again, nigga)
Look (We on shit) , uh
I go and get it
Send them packages back to the crib
(Uh, huh) me and my connect
Connection like Allen and Diggs
My nigga grabbin' the SIG, tappin' your wig
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom) was lackin' compassion since a kid
He don't know what being passionate is
(The fuck is that?)
From the trenches where the savages live
Lil' nigga pull up playin' 21 Savage
He clapped him and slid (Brr)
Back to his rib, uh, I'm back again
That's back-to back wins
Back-to back Benz, Maybach when we spin
(Talk to 'em) yeah, don't give a fuck who
Dropped the best tape
When I just tripled up my net
Worth and my neck weight (What you mean?)
That means so many chains, gotta take
Them off when my neck ache, nigga
(Ha) i turned a circle into squares
I'm in the best shape, nigga
(Ha ha haha)
Look, I put my heart in my lyrics
And Daringer instrumentals just talk
To my spirit (Woo)
Yeah (Them shit's talk to me)
Daringer instrumentals just talk to my spirit
(Brr)
Look, my young boy twenty, he doin' seventy
They said that he killed
Three people allegedly (Ah)
In New York State
You can't get caught up with your weaponry
They give you three and a half
Even if it's your first felony
(That's fucked up) i got my bitch the SUV
The rims got the letter B (Ha)
My neck is bust down with two letter V
I'm yellin' "Free Cutter" 'til
They set him free (Free my nigga)
On Drink Champs with the sket on me (Woo)
If you ain't got as much bread as me
What they fuck is you tellin' me, nigga?
(Yo, yo, check, let's talk about it)
It's fly elegance, uh
I'm doin' numbers like tailors
Takin' my measurements, uh
(Uh, huh) covered in gold, I'm for
The chains like Confederates, uh
(Uh, huh)
It's like the more bands that's ran
The more heavy the pressure gets
I school 'em, these bars is prerequisites, uh
(Uh, huh) i paint a natural picture
I'm an impressionist, uh
(Uh, huh) the presidents take precedence
Need 'em prevalent, uh
(Uh, huh) because the more bands that's ran
The more heavy the pressure gets, pressure
Gets, pressure gets, uh
I said the more bands that's ran, the
More heavy the pressure gets, pressure gets
Pressure gets
I said the more bands that's ran
The more heavy the pressure gets
(Pressure gets, pressure gets)