Conway The Machine, The Alchemist - The Contract lyrics

Conway the Machine [Demond Price] Buffalo, New York. U.S.

[Conway The Machine, The Alchemist - The Contract lyrics]

Yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) uh (Uh, uh, uh)
Look (Look, look, look)

Let's toast to my enemies, no
 let's toast to my injuries
Turned my negative to positive
I don't need no sympathy
I'm the GOAT 'til infinity
I wrote with intensity
Plus,  my potent delivery
 I just hope they remember me
When them broke niggas mention me
It don't make no sense to me
'Cause they know they can't fuck with me
Guess them ho niggas envy me
(Can't fuck with me, hah)
But if those niggas get to me
Let's say those niggas finished me
Bro, just go to dispensaries and
Smoke to my memory
(Go smoke out, nigga, light one up)
Know a nigga I love got mad
And ran to the internet
And spoke what he did for me, yo
You know you offendin' me
I don't owe you a penny
Don't wanna smoke and sip Hennessy
And it's not 'cause I don't love you
I just don't need your energy
(I don't need that)
They love you when you up
Look how my phone ring consistently (Hah)
If I ever go broke again
Bet they won't bring a cent to me (Woo)
They can't eat like I'm eatin' 'cause
Niggas don't know the chemistry
(Talk to 'em)
Rockin' Bathing Ape shit from Tokyo
They just sent to me, ah

But I was gettin' money
Talkin' about real money
See, other dealers was sellin' at the
Highest price they could get
I sold it cheaper so I was sellin' the most
(If you want to, nigga, brr)
I sold it so cheap
I started takin' their customers (yeah)
Things are right here, today

I'm 'bout to drop off the bag (Off the bag)
I'm 'bout to drop the bag
(Brr, I'm 'bout to drop the bag, the big bag)
My shooter 'bout to come through your back
(Brr, through your back)
When I drop off the bag
(When I drop off the big
Bag, boom, boom, boom, boom)
I'm 'bout to drop the bag (Brr, drop the bag)
I'm 'bout to drop the bag
(I'm 'bout to drop the big bag, yeah)
My shooter 'bout to do you bad
(Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot
Doot, doot, doot, do you bad)
When I drop off the bag
(Brr, when I drop off the big bag, yeah
Haha)

If I was hustlin', that's it
I wouldn't be goin' and meetin'
Niggas of other nationalities
You go get with your cousin
Fuck is you talkin' about, nigga, look right
You don't know nobody named Armando
Or none of that
You call him Johnny or "Cuz, what's up?"
"I need that dot"
Fuck out of here, he calling' Jamal up
"I need nine" and he callin' Shawn up
"I need half a chicken"
Five niggas callin' up for a bird, nigga
Don't ever compare your raggedy-ass niggas
Man

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