[Intro]

Yeah, nigga

I'm 'bout to murder this shit, nigga

Conway, bitch

Who fucking with me, man!?

Huh?

[Verse]

I ain't heard one nigga that's fucking with the boy yet

I'm a Ferrari Scaglietti, you a Corvette

See my man shot bleeding on his doorstep

Had me running

.22 on me, Tony Dorsett

Nigga, I forever been raw

Better than y'all

And I'm rapping with a shell in my jaw

The doctor said I damaged my nerves this Bell’s Palsy

They tried to morgue me

I just shook the shells off me

I told them I'm the Machine thats what they call me

Half my face paralyzed

Shit record me! (Griselda)

Huh? I mean how you gonna ignore me

All the bitches applaud me

The city should award me

Your song need help I would tell you call me

But I don't do features with niggas

They can't afford me

The 2013 Camaro's on Forgies

Stack in the stash I ain't sending till I'm forty

I go and get em then I send them over

Adrian Peterson with a brick I'm Minnesota

My money getting long so my women colder

Big chain get me wild cat, Villanova

Weed from Cali a couple of em melt

Pause raps for the H like the buckle in my belt

I'm like fuck a nigga help

Cause I learned niggas ain't gon' do shit for you

Less they getting something for their self. Right?

American greed

White boy swag

American T-shirt with a pair of fatigues

A wig shot turn a nigga to a parapleg

Or laying dead in the shortcut

Buried in leaves

Listen, I'm back nigga

Its the son of the Son of Sam

Mad they ain't put me on the Buffalo Summerjam

This for my niggas locked up for the summer jam

I mean them techs is good but some will jam

Don't compare me to these niggas

Im more advanced

Money Imma blow tonight in the club

That's your advance

Don't talk my ears off with your boring plans

Robin jeans too long, bum

You can't afford the pants