Tear Gas - Conway The Machine/Rick Ross.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Vidal Garcia/Desmond Price/Robert William Leonard/Dwayne Carter/Cozmo Hickox/Nick Ashford/Valerie Simpson
[00:00.593] 作曲 : Vidal Garcia/Desmond Price/Robert William Leonard/Dwayne Carter/Cozmo Hickox/Nick Ashford/Valerie Simpson
[00:01.187][Intro: Conway the Machine]
[00:01.439]He's one of us now
[00:05.709]Yeah, nigga
[00:08.714]I'm a legend
[00:10.726]Griselda
[00:11.230]Look
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[00:12.232][Verse 1: Conway the Machine]
[00:12.734]I'm just tryna keep my head above the water (Hah), my feet on solid ground
[00:15.998]Post traumatic stress disorder got me smokin' out the pound
[00:19.011]Heard a nigga say he gon' do something to me, how that sound?
[00:22.021]Anybody get out of bounds, Shots gon' come and knock him down (Boom boom boom)
[00:25.283]I probably won't get my flowers while I can smell 'em
[00:27.545]It's gon' take my untimely demise 'fore they realize I was a legend
[00:31.062]I can see this shit now, everybody postin' they pictures
[00:34.077]With a caption to make people think you really was my nigga
[00:37.090]Told my mama don't let them **** niggas in my funeral
[00:40.107]Bury me in my jewels so niggas know my life was beautiful (Hah)
[00:43.120]Illest to write it, all challengers are invited (Uh huh)
[00:45.882]They all was inspired by that feeling that I provided (Talk to 'em)
[00:49.147]Book of Conway, I'm far from my final chapter (Uh huh)
[00:52.410]Retired trapper, my idols wasn't no rappers (Not at all)
[00:55.426]Uh, race to the top and I'm drivin' faster (Vroom)
[00:58.433]Yeah, run the bag up, then retire after (Hahahaha)
[01:01.445]From kilograms to in the stu', businessman
[01:03.709]Gave my nigga life, I know it hit him on that prison van (Pff)
[01:06.714]You don't know the feeling of never seein' your kid again
[01:09.728]And it's a Russell Wilson type nigga raisin' your lil' man
[01:13.667]Real shit, I know the feeling, ain't seen my son in a minute (Nah)
[01:15.920]BM don't answer for me, so **** her, I'm in my feelings (**** her)
[01:19.184]I talk it 'cause I live it, don't give a **** 'bout no image
[01:21.944]And I'm just gettin' started, my story is far from finished
[01:25.206]My lil' brother just came home from doin' time (Shots)
[01:27.467]Put a bankroll in his pocket 'cause I love to see him fly (Uh huh)
[01:30.228]VS on his neck even if I gotta give him mine
[01:33.240]And my bro don't owe me shit 'cause I just wanna see him shine
[01:36.251]Real shit
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[01:37.505][Chorus: Conway the Machine]
[01:37.756]There for me
[01:38.765]When I got shot, them niggas wasn't there for me, uh (They wasn't there)
[01:43.033]They wasn't there for me (Uh)
[01:45.044]When I needed you most, you wasn't there for me (Where you was at then?)
[01:48.054]I feel like they scared of me (Yeah, they scared)
[01:52.253]And I just got a bag and another bag (Bag)
[01:56.021]I just got a bag and another bag (Big bag)
[01:59.032]Now I'm in my bag and I bet they probably scared of me
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[02:01.291][Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
[02:01.541]Yeah, yeah
[02:02.550]And I just got a bag and another bag, yeah, yeah
[02:03.961]I just got a bag and another bag, yeah, yeah
[02:11.169]Now I'm in my bag and I bet them niggas
[02:13.432]Petrified, too terrified to testify, you get terrorized
[02:15.442]That's death-defyin', dissect the guy, body parts can't be specified
[02:19.208]Set on fire, by his dental work, he get identified
[02:22.077]His bitch gotta come and verify, the revolution will be televised
[02:24.835]I'm 'bout to binge watch, **** her on Zoom and let her friends watch
[02:27.346]That's that free shit, no cap, no syringe top, killin' niggas, the shit need tear drops
[02:31.113]Tell the opps send a pin drop, I'll be there in ten tops
[02:33.879]Clip full like an inbox, shoot you in your AirPods
[02:36.643]I'd like to thank my plug at this time, I cannot forget slime
[02:39.404]It's a thin line, it's Weezy and Con, catch us on the incline
[02:42.416]Up, up in thin air, so high, sometimes my throne feel like a wheelchair
[02:45.932]I'm half dead as it is, flag red as it is
[02:48.945]Bad breaks on my temper, don't add weight to my temple
[02:51.550]Them bad bitches follow me like a drag race, start your engine
[02:55.064]Say you're in your bag, nigga, your bag's a smaller fittin'
[02:57.822]Niggas scared of me, I'ma cook 'em, who wants some chicken?
[03:00.837]War
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[03:01.839][Interlude]
[03:04.853]M-M-M-M
[03:07.615]M-M-M-Maybach Music
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[03:13.389][Verse 3: Rick Ross]
[03:13.639]I'm on the balcony, I listen to the birds chirp
[03:15.901]Two hundred acres, lemme show you what my words worth
[03:19.508]My women vintage and [?] come with the service
[03:22.264]Regurgitate all the bitches who really worthless
[03:25.281]My bitch position come with the pensions and purses
[03:28.290]I'm talkin' Benzes, Balmain and all of the Birkins
[03:31.303]Young niggas beefin', we bust 'em down in their verses
[03:34.317]Contact the killers when shooters begin to surface
[03:37.081]You niggas slaughtered your daughters attendin' sermons
[03:40.348]I'm in the Cullinan callin' shots, I'm the colonel
[03:43.361]My diamonds sparkle, models caught up in the turmoil
[03:48.059]I keep the guns and the drugs just for the paranoia
[03:50.824]M-M-M