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Conway The Machine

The Basement

 

The Basement

(album: Everybody Is F.O.O.D. 3 - 2019)


Where I'm at, the price of life... Where I grew up at, the price of life is cheap, so
If you got the money, if you got the bag, it's gon' happen
When you drop it, it's a go
So tell me who, who
Oh, you think I won't drop the bag? That's what you said
Nah, nah, ayy
You got to be kidding me, like that's the easiest thing in the world
Nah, I'm just asking
And I got the team

Uh, you know I don't drive nothing basic
Two hundred for the spaceship, who wanna race it?
Paid a hundred for the bracelet
Another mil' coming, I can taste it
No top when I wanna Wraith it
I'm a legend, let's fucking face it
You'll find murals of my face in a dozen places (Facts), nigga
I'm from the bottom, I'm from the basement
So when you say I'm the illest, that's an understatement
Bodies dropping in my city, you would be amazed (For real)
No BET Awards, no VMA's (Naw, none of that shit)
Y'all niggas 17, selling a key a day (Uh-huh)
Jack-boys jumping out your bushes, you gon' see a K
Yeah, 4 in the morning, sipping E&J (Uh-huh)
And when they G ride, you gon' see a grave (Facts)
That's another nigga being sprayed
Told you it's getting spooky, you should be afraid, nigga

Shit getting spooky, nigga
I mean at this point, this shit is effortless, nigga
You know who run this shit, nigga
Griselda

Don't come outside if you ain't got your blicker
You are not no killer
In one summer, shooter popped four niggas
I was shot in my top when West dropped those Hitlers
But I got back on my feet, now my flow sicker, yeah
I'm Pablo Richard, Gustavo, nigga
God flow, nigga, twenty bitches on my boat, nigga
I keep this whammy on my hip wherever I go, nigga (I got it)
Hit the nigga in his melon, where your top go, nigga? Woo
Feel like I'm losing my mind, I did a line
Youngin squeeze a nine for me and mine
Big hole in his back, paramedics can see his spine
Yeah
Big hole in his back, paramedics can see his spine

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