lirik lagu conway the machine - god is a jealous god
[intro: conway the machine & westside gunn]
you know what i’m saying?
hold on, hold on, hold on, see, this
yeah (conductor)
uh huh, hm, what he say?
[chorus: conway the machine]
front on me, i’ll cut you, gun b~tt you, buck ya
getting money, i can’t get none wit’ ya then f~ck you, n~gga, hm, yeah (f~ck you n~gga)
you getting money, i can’t get none wit’ ya then f~ck you n~ggas (f~ck you n~ggas, i feel good)
you getting money, i can’t get none wit’ ya then f~ck you n~gga (i’m happy, ha)
you getting money, i can’t get none wit’ ya then f~ck you n~gga, uh (don’t i look happy?)
[verse: conway the machine]
i hate the fake handshakes and the fake hugs
the phony relationships and the fake love
they say fame is the most dangerous drugs
and i, hate to see the way the money and the clout made you change up
forced my hand and resort to picking my ak up (huh)
i let a shot just go to your head like the fame does, sh~t, uh
i might let a shot just go to your head like fame does, yeah
f~ck it, we st~rdy though, maybach a convertible (huh)
the drum business jumping like a fifty inch verticle (ha)
n~ggas ain’t no threat, just an obstacle, i will hurdle you
get the beat from conductor and i choke it till it’s turning blue (talk to ’em!)
blue tint on the buffs, blue too tint on the truck
they spooked when i pull up, now who’s feeling he tucked?
told you on reject 2 i be this rude till i’m in cuffs, who iller than us? (who iller?)
no, who iller than me?
twenty five hundred my tee, these n~ggas feeling is sweet
so i had to k!ll ’em with three (reject)
i push the maple brown benz with the cinammon seats (ha)
a few k!llers with me that woulda did ’em for free (hahaha)
i’m the realest n~gga alive and the illest mc (the realest)
i know a n~gga probably somewhere feeling his heat
but if the n~gga feel like that, he should be visioning me
so then really can see, no hard feelings, my g, yeah
no hard feelings, that’s how i feel, i’m emotional, you know?
[chorus: conway the machine]
front on me, i’ll cut you, gun b~tt you, buck ya
getting money, i can’t get none wit’ ya then f~ck you, n~gga, hm, yeah (f~ck you n~gga, yeah)
you getting money, i can’t get none wit’ ya then f~ck you n~gga
[outro]
d~mn, conductor
where’d you find this?
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