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๐Ÿ‘ค Conway The Machine โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ God Don't Make Mistakes โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 4:13
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โฑ๏ธ 4:13 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

He's one of us now
Yeah
I'm a legend
(Griselda, Griselda)
Look

I'm just tryna keep my head above the water (hah)
My feet on solid ground, post-traumatic stress disorder got me smokin' out a pound
Heard a n- say he gon' do something to me, how that sound?
Anybody get out of bounds, shots gon' come and knock him down

Probably won't get my flowers while I can smell 'em
It's gon' take my untimely demise 'fore they realize I was a legend
I can see the s- now, everybody postin' they pictures
With a caption to make people think you really was my

Told my mama, don't let them f- n- in my funeral
Bury me in my jewels so n- know my life was beautiful (hah)
Illest to write it, all challengers are invited (uh-huh)
They all was inspired by that feeling that I provided (talk to 'em)

Book of Conway, I'm far from my final chapter (uh-huh)
Retired trapper, my idols wasn't no rappers (not at all)
Uh, race to the top and I'm drivin' faster (vroom)
Yeah, run the bag up then retire after (ha-ha-ha)

From kilograms to an astute businessman
Gave my n- life, I know it hit him on that prison van (pff)
You don't know the feeling of never seein' your kid again
And it's a Russell Wilson type n- raisin' your lil' man
Real

I know the feeling, ain't seen my son in a minute (nah)
B. M. don't answer for me, so f- her, I'm in my feelings (f- her)
I talk it 'cause I live it, don't give a f- 'bout no image
And I'm just gettin' started, my story is far from finished

My lil' brother just came home from doin' time (shots)
Put a bankroll in his pocket, 'cause I love to see him fly (uh-huh)
V. S. on his neck even if I gotta give him mine
And my bro don't owe me s- 'cause I just wanna see him shine (real s-)

There for me when I got shot
Them n- wasn't there for me, uh (they wasn't there)
They wasn't there for me (uh)
When I needed you most, you wasn't there for me (where you was at then?)

I feel like they scared of me (yeah, they scared)
And I just got a bag and another bag (bag)
I just got a bag and another bag (big bag)
Now I'm in my bag and I bet they probably scared of me

Yeah, yeah
And I just got a bag and another bag, yeah, yeah
I just got a bag and another bag, yeah, yeah
Now I'm in my bag and I bet them

Petrified, too terrified to testify, you get terrorized, that's death defying
Dissect the guy, body p- can't be specified
Set on fire by his dental work, he get identified
His b- gotta come and verify, the revolution will be televised

I'm 'bout to binge watch, f- her on Zoom and let her friends watch
That's that free d- no cap, no syringe top, killin' p- the d- need tear drops
Tell the opps, "Send a pin drop, I'll be there in ten tops"
Clip full like an inbox, shoot you in your AirPods

I'd like to thank my plug at this time, I cannot forget Slime
It's a thin line, it's Weezy and Con, catch us on the incline
Up, up in thin air, so high, sometimes my throne feel like a wheelchair
I'm half dead as it is, flag red as it is

Bad breaks on my temper, don't add weight to my temple
Them b- they follow me like a drag race, start your engine
Say you're in your bag, n- your bag's a smaller fittin'
N- scared of me, I'ma cook 'em, who wants some chicken water?

M-M-M
M-M-Maybach Music

I'm on the balcony, I listen to the birds chirp
200 acres, let me show you what my words worth
My women vintage, incentives come with the service
Regurgitate all the b- who really worthless

My b- position come with the pensions and purses
I'm talkin' Benzes, Balmain and all of the Birkins
Young n- beefin', we bust 'em down in their verses
Contact the killers when shooters begin to surface

You n- slaughtered, your daughters attendin' sermons
I'm in the Cullinan callin' shots, I'm the colonel
My diamonds sparkle, models caught up in the turmoil
I keep the drugs and the guns just for the paranoia

M-M-M

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:00.01] He's one of us now
[00:05.01] Yeah
[00:08.08] I'm a legend
[00:09.71] (Griselda, Griselda)
[00:11.15] Look
[00:11.75] I'm just tryna keep my head above the water (hah)
[00:13.55] My feet on solid ground, post-traumatic stress disorder got me smokin' out a pound
[00:18.36] Heard a n- say he gon' do something to me, how that sound?
[00:20.98] Anybody get out of bounds, shots gon' come and knock him down
[00:24.52] Probably won't get my flowers while I can smell 'em
[00:26.82] It's gon' take my untimely demise 'fore they realize I was a legend
[00:30.53] I can see the s- now, everybody postin' they pictures
[00:33.48] With a caption to make people think you really was my
[00:36.64] Told my mama, don't let them f- n- in my funeral
[00:39.70] Bury me in my jewels so n- know my life was beautiful (hah)
[00:42.82] Illest to write it, all challengers are invited (uh-huh)
[00:45.73] They all was inspired by that feeling that I provided (talk to 'em)
[00:49.18] Book of Conway, I'm far from my final chapter (uh-huh)
[00:51.77] Retired trapper, my idols wasn't no rappers (not at all)
[00:55.15] Uh, race to the top and I'm drivin' faster (vroom)
[00:58.19] Yeah, run the bag up then retire after (ha-ha-ha)
[01:00.23] From kilograms to an astute businessman
[01:03.37] Gave my n- life, I know it hit him on that prison van (pff)
[01:06.16] You don't know the feeling of never seein' your kid again
[01:08.95] And it's a Russell Wilson type n- raisin' your lil' man
[01:12.23] Real
[01:13.05] I know the feeling, ain't seen my son in a minute (nah)
[01:15.54] B. M. don't answer for me, so f- her, I'm in my feelings (f- her)
[01:18.40] I talk it 'cause I live it, don't give a f- 'bout no image
[01:21.66] And I'm just gettin' started, my story is far from finished
[01:24.67] My lil' brother just came home from doin' time (shots)
[01:26.91] Put a bankroll in his pocket, 'cause I love to see him fly (uh-huh)
[01:29.98] V. S. on his neck even if I gotta give him mine
[01:32.85] And my bro don't owe me s- 'cause I just wanna see him shine (real s-)
[01:36.51] There for me when I got shot
[01:39.23] Them n- wasn't there for me, uh (they wasn't there)
[01:42.01] They wasn't there for me (uh)
[01:44.07] When I needed you most, you wasn't there for me (where you was at then?)
[01:48.39] I feel like they scared of me (yeah, they scared)
[01:52.59] And I just got a bag and another bag (bag)
[01:55.19] I just got a bag and another bag (big bag)
[01:57.92] Now I'm in my bag and I bet they probably scared of me
[02:01.73] Yeah, yeah
[02:03.78] And I just got a bag and another bag, yeah, yeah
[02:07.25] I just got a bag and another bag, yeah, yeah
[02:10.04] Now I'm in my bag and I bet them
[02:12.20] Petrified, too terrified to testify, you get terrorized, that's death defying
[02:16.19] Dissect the guy, body p- can't be specified
[02:18.43] Set on fire by his dental work, he get identified
[02:20.88] His b- gotta come and verify, the revolution will be televised
[02:23.95] I'm 'bout to binge watch, f- her on Zoom and let her friends watch
[02:26.73] That's that free d- no cap, no syringe top, killin' p- the d- need tear drops
[02:30.31] Tell the opps, "Send a pin drop, I'll be there in ten tops"
[02:33.12] Clip full like an inbox, shoot you in your AirPods
[02:35.99] I'd like to thank my plug at this time, I cannot forget Slime
[02:38.87] It's a thin line, it's Weezy and Con, catch us on the incline
[02:42.05] Up, up in thin air, so high, sometimes my throne feel like a wheelchair
[02:45.24] I'm half dead as it is, flag red as it is
[02:48.21] Bad breaks on my temper, don't add weight to my temple
[02:51.25] Them b- they follow me like a drag race, start your engine
[02:54.20] Say you're in your bag, n- your bag's a smaller fittin'
[02:57.18] N- scared of me, I'ma cook 'em, who wants some chicken water?
[03:00.99]
[03:07.36] M-M-M
[03:11.38] M-M-Maybach Music
[03:12.44] I'm on the balcony, I listen to the birds chirp
[03:15.88] 200 acres, let me show you what my words worth
[03:18.82] My women vintage, incentives come with the service
[03:21.75] Regurgitate all the b- who really worthless
[03:24.36] My b- position come with the pensions and purses
[03:27.51] I'm talkin' Benzes, Balmain and all of the Birkins
[03:30.75] Young n- beefin', we bust 'em down in their verses
[03:33.65] Contact the killers when shooters begin to surface
[03:36.33] You n- slaughtered, your daughters attendin' sermons
[03:39.78] I'm in the Cullinan callin' shots, I'm the colonel
[03:42.64] My diamonds sparkle, models caught up in the turmoil
[03:45.39] I keep the drugs and the guns just for the paranoia
[03:50.22] M-M-M
[03:51.44]

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