Whoo Kid
Yeah (Let's go)
I go by the name
CTM (Conway)
Conway The Machine (The Machine!)
Yeah, we back
Still got my foot on your fuckin' throat (I HEARD YOU PAINT HOUSES)
Suffocate and die, pussy, uh
I'm anti-social, I don't socialize
My anxiety and my emotions high
Bipolar, yet still one of the most polarized rappers
When I drop the comments, it's all emoji fire
You know the vibes, had one of the little homies slide
It's mandated, you gettin' shot like COVID-19
Let it ring and sit you down immobilized
Will air can put you in a wheelchair, motorized
Yeah, my name stamped and notarized
My notoriety rose from all the potent lines
Like a notorious guy, somebody gonna die
That's my warrior side, I'm street personified
Little shorty a vibe, though she a water sign
Pussy like water inside, it's like a water slide
Seven grand, man, ran it up to a quarter pound
Turned that to a legacy, built fortified
Was gonna retire, but nah, I ain't fulfilled yet
I don't feel that I've raised enough hell yet
I ain't buy Tyler no Chanel yet
I ain't do an album with Pharrell yet
It's too many bricks to go on a scale
Left police K9's bad passing a smell test
Used to jam nine bullets in the Kel-Tec
Now Machine 'bout to drop the Holy Grail next, three
Bitch ass nigga, heheheh
Bitch ass nigga
Machine, bitch
Ayo, I HEARD YOU PAINT HOUSES, Machine
They gon' see
Yeah, them niggas gon' see, real soon
Reject 3 on the way
Steppin', we steppin', nigga
Yeah
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