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Devil’s Work (Night Drive) - Conway the Machine
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Devil’s Work (Night Drive) Conway the Machine

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Devil’s Work (Night Drive) - Conway the Machine
[Intro]
(Griselda by Fashion Rebels)
Look

[Verse]
Niggas talkin' gangsta, I see 'em, they sing a different tune
Fifth'll boom, blow his head outta space 'til it hit the moon (Boom-boom-boom!)
Raised up by our grannies, sleep on the floor in the livin' room
Seen my man' mama puttin' the lighter to a dinner spoon
Been a goon, my man been locked for years, it'll be ten in June
Visit room, Cartier's, Air Max Sean Witherspoon
Told him "hold ya head, nigga, you'll be done with that sentence soon"
He said "my nigga, I ain't trippin' that setback was minuscule" (Talk to ‘em!)
You niggas food, you pussy niggas get in line
A Daringer beat to me is dinner time, killin' time
Intertwined, in the grind, Benz colored clementine
Just to see the haters' face it's safe to say I'm getting mine (Ahahahaha!)
Yeah, more Jordans than Melo, nigga, I got Nike sendin' mines
I don't gotta get in line, that finish line
Remember I’m considered one of the illest when I pen a line
All these niggas droppin' tapes, nobody's shit was ill as mine (Talk to 'em!)
They say Machine he got one of the illest minds
And he ain't even in his prime, the fuck be on you niggas minds?
I see this niggas' top list, and I get offended
Ask the legends who they fuckin' wit', I'm probably mentioned
I'm from the city, where the young niggas be hoppin' in Benzes
Basketball courts got crack bags and lots of syringes, uagh
Ran through them shortcuts, hoppin' them fences
Laid in niggas' bushes, the clip in my Glock was extended, yeah
This shit that I rock is expensive, look
I had this grimy shit on lock since I've made an entrance, woah
(Ahahahaha!)
And I did not mention, how I got shot in that Hospital in intensive (Huh?)
Now my Versace is vintage (See how I came up, nigga?)
Verse of the year when I spit a missile ('Kay)
Won't do no features with you unless it's beneficial (I don't really fuck with you niggas)
Uh, ask the streets about me, boy, I've been official (Ayo, go ask any nigga, straight like that, nigga)
Hehehe, yeah, Machine
Niggas know what's up, nigga, yeah
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