Moments

Conway The Machine

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You gotta stay down till you come up, nigga
Ay, the loaf is here for the drumwork breadwinners, nigga
The loaf is here for the drumwork breadwinners, nigga
Gotta stay down till you come up, nigga
The loaf is here for the drumwork breadwinners, nigga
Somebody get matteo mandotti on the line
Gotta stay down till you come up, man
I think it's time for us to order some new trinkets
Feel me? Yeah
Let's go

Yeah, look
Tryin' to find myself, still a long way (uh-huh)
I been writin' in my phone
Tryin' to get back in my zone
But sometimes I be gettin' in my own way
I'm stubborn, only wanna do shit my own way (I swear)
Always isolated, I don't like people, I need my own space
Washin' up at toya house, ain't had my own place
Recorded a whole tape
When me and daringer beats first became soulmates
That reject made niggas pyrexs on they stove rave (uh-huh)
Hatin' niggas' face look like they suffered a nose break (haaaa!)
They hurt, fuck 'em, niggas know me from '08
Bet they can tell you how wild I be, word to ghostface (wooo!)
Mention me with those greats
I be challengin' myself, I'm in my own race (uh-huh)
Lately feel like I'm movin' at a slow pace
But I'm movin' on my time, I don't chase
But now it's all gas and no brakes (talk to 'em!)
It's like I'm on my second strike
I'm tryin' to knock it out the park and bring it back to home base ('kay)
I know snakes gon' lay in my grass
Pole on my waist just to make sure I make it home safe (boom-boom-boom!)
Yeah, these the moments that I would pray for
Was in the fields, hopin' I would blow up like a claymore
They thought I was crazy, I always knew it would pay off
My hustle got me in rooms you niggas couldn't pay for
That's why I be keepin' to myself way more
These niggas mad at me, thinkin' that we should hang more
Why you niggas ain't call when me and toya took ebt to get lemon pepper wings from the may store? (swear to God)
Nigga, thought you were solid, you was not around
When a nigga was depressed, drinkin' a lot of brown
And I slowed up my drinkin', but don't be thinkin' I throttled down
'Cause a nigga put the bottle down
I'm still the machine (still the machine)
Is this life real or a dream? (is this shit real?) (I'm on yo' neck, nigga)
God level flow (God level flow), celestial being

These the moments that I would pray for
(I used to pray for this shit) (talk to 'em)
These the moments that I would pray for (amen)
(I used to be wantin' this shit so bad, nigga) (talk to 'em, king)
These the moments that I would pray for
(I put the work in, nigga, this ain't no handout)
These the moments that I would pray for
(Ain't nobody gave me nothing, nigga, I went and got mines)
Went and got mines, ran every red light and every stop sign (Machine, bitch)
On the road to success, feel like I'm losin' my mind
Ask me am I good, but I'm really not fine
I went and got mines, ran every red light and every stop sign
On the road to success, feel like I'm losin' my mind
Ask me am I good, but I'm really not fine