Letra de Diamonds - Conway the Machine

(Feat. Roc Marciano)

Con— Con— Con— Con—

Put the flash on 'em

Agh (Conductor)

Brrt (Agh)

I started fuckin' with the pot, I made more (I made more)

I made more (Made more), I made more (I got my bag up)

When I started fuckin' with the pot, I made more

I made more, I made way more (Way more)

I need to get a nigga dropped? I paid more (Brrt, grrt)

I paid more, I paid more (Gah-gah-gah-gah-gah-gah)

Shooter spin the block and hit his top, he made sure (Pah-pah-pah)

He made sure (Made sure), he made sure (Uh)

The 'caine pure (The 'caine pure), the chain water

Spit in the face of a nigga daughter that I slaughtered

Went from bricks in the water to openin' brick and mortars

Nigga wanna speak to my plug, he gotta cross the border (Hahaha)

You know where I was brought up (Yeah, May Block)

We can go body for body, we spray up the corner (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Yeah, we can go shotty for shotty, we made it a sauna

Knocked the baby out the walker (Woo)

I ain't talkin' 'bout dogs when they say a stray caught you

Long coat with the blade, baby doll, I'm the Daywalker (Uh)

Hope you wore your chain when all faith is lost 'cause I'm preyin' on you (Allah)

Every nigga with that DW patch eat (That Drumwork)

The boy bands is in sync, I got it off the backstreets (Hah)

Yeah, made him sing like Teddy Riley in Blackstreet, no diggity (Yup, yup)

Niggas copyin' my steez, want my shine, but it's no biggie to me (Baby)

We real hustlers, my man moms a junkie

Found out she stole his bundle and smoked it, the nigga snuffed her (Damn)

It's a dirty game, we play with crew shooters 'cause we ain't have no jumper (Bricks)

Left off the pump, made him jump like Iman Shumpert, fuck the dumb shit

Put the silencer on my shit, I had to muzzle it (Hah)

Duffel in the feds, caught a new case, might get another ten

Buck you in your head, made your bucket spin (Huh)

Got two sticks in the whip like the Doublemint Twins

But ain't no gum in this bitch (Agh)

I move like the modern-day Carlito, I torpedoed (Suck a dick)

To the top of the game without a gold single

Somewhere in Italy, I'm pourin' vino

I ain't worried 'bout that tough shit, even Craig knocked out that boy Deebo

Nigga ran his mouth, but I don't do too much talkin'

My goons in Detroit'll strip his jewels and take his buffs off him

Grease him for a bag like eggrolls where the duck sauce is

Squeeze him with this pole, his head explode, I get a rush off it (I get a rush off it)

Right, he, he threw the rock

He tried to hit my sister, but he almost hit me, about that much away from me

Now show what she had hit me with that rock, I would pick up the rock right next to me and hit him right there in his face

They always says niggas is doin' everything

We, they always say we're doin' everything, right?

We don't, we didn't, every time the white people come down Black—

We don't push 'em out their neighborhood and throw rocks and start hittin' 'em

We don't bother the white people around our neighborhood, but when we get in the white neighborhood, they, they just push us out (Treat us like we're dogs)

Yeah

Everybody with us, they, they, like we're nothing, you know, like we're a piece of dirt, dogs

I mean, that's the way you treat an animal, I mean, God, we're human beings

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