Machines Lyrics

Machines Lyrics

Look, combing through M's, don't even comb my hair
The b**ches smell the money when I walk in, they noses flare
Came from the bottom sh*t I barely had clothes to wear so give me my roses while I'm here,
b**ch it's only fair
You know how niggas rocking over here
Little bro just caught his eighth body before he made it to his Kobe year
That nigga caught eight bodies before he made it to his Kobe year
Covid here and everybody mad stuck
It took six niggas, six hours just to bag up
Hold my glass up, sippin' Krug in a Maybach truck
A real boss gone make sure all his peoples got they bag up
You talk the hardest niggas out, my name get definitely brought up
But it's deeper than rap take my racks, invest in a startup
When you rich and you black, you become a threat when you smarten up
My nigga died while writing this verse like my heart ain't dark enough (Sick)
Made my heart harden up
Draco put them niggas on spin cycle, we wash them up
My wrist cost a buck, them brakes bought from us
The big dogs my pups
Got switch on 'em glocks they lift bark and bust
They say imitation a form of flattery
Machine get on the beat and so it got to be
They getting so much money my old b**ches is mad at me
From how I put my new b**ch in Gallery, change the salary

Popping ecstasy, addy, cause I wasn't trying to sleep
Where I come from the average was all savagery
Now the mansions is lavish, I want a half a B
Circumstances was bad and my b**ches bad as me
Bro died for an 8-ball, he worth a half a key
His mama still live on the ave I still ride past and see
How she doing? In my hood I got influence
Remember when I drunk a 4 and took a xan
It made me crash the V
Niggas talk about I'm greedy, I was the last to eat
Black gloves and ski mask that used to last a week
A week straight, heart was filled with grief and hate (No bap)
sh*t I been through lawyer want 100k
That's a cheap case
Took a loss and missed the show, they want another date
My moms tripping about the rent, she's like 2 months late
I got right back in them trenches, what you mean?
This a never ending cycle, my landlord was a fiend nigga
Get out the way when I see red cause you green nigga
Game 7, I was locked in with my team nigga
Play my position, crunch time I was great at that
Spray that gat then lay back in Maybach
I got a rate at that
Herb a faker, a creative player never heard of that
Now I'm major but I'll still a lay down for that murder rap
Was exhausting, missed a couple bosses ain't deserve to nap
All we know if fak fak fak fak fak and get that murder back
But I'm calm now
Hit my knees and start praying with my palms out
I'm a leader and they want me to be strong now
Reaching for the skies I can't put my arms down
Glizzy in my left hand, can't put my arm down
God with me cause I'm alive, devil on my side
Daydreaming while I drive got me in a trance
Since my brain got advanced I can't trust my friends
I'll kill my mans