Letra de TRU Bethel - Conway the Machine

(Feat. 2 Chainz)

Yeah, mmm, hahaha

God is the greatest

He's been good to me

Yeah, look

I know the Lord is protectin' me

But I still keep me a chopper (I got it, nigga)

Fifty up in the extendo

No weapon that's for niggas, me that's gon' prosper (Brrr)

Told you the game, I'ma lock up

Bust the whole Cuban link, even the lock up (Bling)

Free all the real niggas locked up

Told the jeweler forty pointer the watch up, woo!

Now the bitches gotta watch us (Talk to 'em)

Now the bitches see I levelled up (Hah)

You ain't on my level, I'ma level up (Uh)

I just poured a deuce up in my 7-Up (Drink)

Bitches I'm seducin' isn't regular

Put the bitch in Gucci, I'ma dress her up (Woo)

All this drip from Louis fill my dresser up (Cash)

I can see the lord keep on blessin' us, woo!

The Lord keep on blessin' us, man, hahaha

He's been good, yeah

Hahahaha

I'm not like the rest of you niggas

I go to your hood, put a check on you, nigga

A shooter pull up, pull a TEC to you, nigga

Wet you then left you a vegetable, nigga (Brrr)

That hoe shit you on unacceptable, nigga

I shoot, I get foul, I get technical, nigga (Hah)

Yeah, even before this Corona shit

Still didn't wanna be next to you niggas (Hahahahaha)

Yeah, look at my legacy, legacy (Woo)

God just keep blessin' me definitely

Yeah, fuckin' Vanessa and Stephanie

Jeweler just bust the Rolex, he VS-in' me

Yeah, can't give you the rest of the recipe (Nah)

Bullets in the head and neck of me (Boom boom)

Lately, I'm feelin' the hate and the jealousy

But God is my shooter, my weaponry, woo! (Amen)

God is my shooter, my weaponry

Yeah, we blessed, man

Hahaha, can't you tell?

We blessed, baby

Toni

They say the new 'Vette like a 'Rari ('Rari)

Give you old game like Atari (Uh)

I use big words like thesaurus

Nobody hear a tree when it's fallin' in the forest, yeah (Timber)

Give me my roses, where the florist? Yeah

Got the folks hooked, no chorus, yeah

Rest in peace True, word to Chuck, not Norris

Now the whip not foreign, tow trucks like Morris

Got all these rings like Horry (Horry)

Never been me to worry (Worry)

I want the reign, the glory

Let her sleep in my chain for enjoyment

If I start trappin', that's unemployment

Rolls Royce, all the assortments (Assortments)

Don't interfere with the fortress (Fortress)

I leave a stain on the porches (Brr)

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