Allah Sent Me
Conway the Machine, Westside Gunn, Benny the Butcher
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Griselda, Griselda, Griselda F*ck Ayo, I miss the days when bricks was only nineteen (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, ah, boom, boom, boom) I need a hundred right now (I need a hundred right now, brr, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) Get the pot, let me do my thing (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, ah) Stove hold me down (Stove hold me down, brr, brr) Allah sent me here to be the king (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, ah) Bodies on the four pound (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) Look, hollow hit his head, I'ma peel it back (hah) Hall N Nash shit, we brought the feeling back (we brought the feeling back, nigga) Ayo, all red Spider with the ceiling back (skrt) Addicted after my first pack, started dealin' crack (ah) You know I had dimes, you brought seven, I wasn't feelin' that Drive-bys and DUIs, shootin', spillin' yak Uh-huh, I'm in Supreme drip, McQueen kicks Thirty bags, pull off in three whips when I leave 'cut (skrt) Ayo, Burberry London, trenches coverin' the Russians Blew the nigga head off and walked off like it's nothin' (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) Hit him with the dummy, tried to cook it, but it wasn't (ah) Brought the nigga home behind the wall, now he Bloodin' (we brought him home) Yeah, we the last of the hard rappers Feds ain't find work but found the garbage full of soft rappers (cap) Uh, got a hundred thousand in KAWS statues (hah) My bitch body like Megan, her shit is all natural (talk to 'em) Ayo, leave you on the yard for a hundred mackerels (ah) Niggas know my flow sacred as a hundred chapels (a hundred chapels) I built another statue up from the gravel (the gravel) My crib need two more closets and another bathroom Y'all keep the accolades, I'll take the stacks, Maybachs and things Every twelve months, my address change I get a rush just from clappin' things (boom, boom, boom, boom) I took the umbrella out the double R, the bullets had to ring (brr) My nigga did twenty up north, he don't act the same (ah) Take him to Rolling Loud, he tryna snatch a rapper chain We open traps in the hood and we stack the change (uh-huh) Everyday, twenty thousand worth of trafficked 'caine, yeah Ayo, I miss the days when bricks was only nineteen (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, ah, boom, boom, boom) I need a hundred right now (I need a hundred right now, brr, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) Get the pot, let me do my thing (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, ah) Stove hold me down (Stove hold me down, brr, brr) Allah sent me here to be the king (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, ah) Bodies on the four pound (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) Where's my belt? I wanna see my belt We're really not ready for you, we're working on it I don't wanna hear any excuses, I wanna see my belt and I wanna see it now Well, it's in pieces, the jewelers are I don't care if it's in a million pieces, I wanna see what you got right now Okay, we'll, uh, go take a look, follow me Well, this is it, this is what we have so far Mm-hmm, yes, very nice, uh, exactly what is he doing there? Well, here he's picking the diamonds to fit into the centerpiece on top of the belt If that's the centerpiece of my belt, then you don't have nearly enough diamonds I want more diamonds, I want bigger diamonds Uh, we've got almost five hundred in total I don't care if you've got five hundred stones there If that's just five hundred stones and that's my centerpiece We need eight hundred stones, we need more All right Okay, and what's he doing over there? Uh, he's working on the links to the back of the belt Well, I, I want that in gold, I want that solid gold It wasn't part of the original plan to do that I don't care what the original plan was, I am paying for this belt and I say I want gold there Look, you had your price to take on this endeavor And everybody knows that when the Million Dollar Man wants something, he gets it the way he wants it I always get what I want, hahaha
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Written by: Alvin Lamar Worthy, Desmond Price, Jeremie Pennick
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