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Conway the Machine

Demond Price (born February 16, 1982), known professionally as Conway the Machine (or simply Conway), is an American rapper. Conway was born in Buffalo, New York, and is the older brother of Westside Gunn and cousin of frequent collaborator Benny The Butcher. more »

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Yeah, uh
I'm reloaded
Huh
F*ck 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 Allan 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 f*ck 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 f*ck 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
Look, I put my heart in my lyrics
And Daringer instrumentals just talk to my spirit (woo)
Yeah (them shits 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 f*ck 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)

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