Front lines – Conway the Machine lyrics

Lyrics Front lines – Conway the Machine

Front lines lyrics
Machine bitch your favorite rappers wanna be me
I do their streaming numbers with the vinyl and the CDs
Sellin’ boy you know I’m in the toy when you see me
You see me got the Lam’ in my name like CD (Talk to ’em)
I put food in the oven and I ain’t talkin’ ziti
That blue magic had a junkie shootin’ like 3D
My neck look 3D ’cause S sittin’ next to the VV
My bitch the prettiest next to Riri (What up baby )
See me feedin’ the homeless I needed these moments
I’m a boss not just a rapper I don’t see no opponents
A nigga hatin’ then he just caught in the heat of the moment
Probably ’cause that 650 he see me in I own it
I can move a pie raw since Buff had the Aurora with the suicide doors
My bro caught a nigga upstate they threw him five more
That grimy rap in the game tell me who provide more
The Machine nigga

All my niggas outside they outside
All my niggas outside we outside (We outside)
If it’s pressure then we gon’ slide (We slidin’)
Hope you got your gun you know I got mines
If it’s pressure then we gon’ slide
All my niggas outside they outside
All my niggas outside we outside

My nigga .. is in the can and he doin’ forty flat
My nigga took his time like a G and that’s a fact (Yeah)
Always in good spirits when he hit me on the jack
While you so called real niggas celebratin’ rats
Goin’ on YouTube runnin’ up these niggas’ views
Can’t be on both sides my nigga you gotta choose
Nigga try to justify this shit in all his interviews
And the niggas in the comments say they would’ve did it too
I just seen a video on the news I couldn’t believe
Another racist cop kill a nigga and get to leave (Again )
He screamin’ “I can’t breathe” cop ignorin’ all his pleas
Hands in his pocket leanin’ on his neck with his knees (Pssh)
Cracker invent the laws that’s why the system is flawed
Cops killin’ black people on camera and don’t get charged
We ain’t takin’ no more we ain’t just pressin’ record
Can’t watch you kill my brother you gon’ have to kill us all
Just ’cause he from the ghetto that don’t mean he sellin’ crack
He drivin’ home from work you pull him over ’cause he black
Think he gangbangin’ ’cause he got dreads and a few tats
He reach for his ID you think he reachin’ for a strap
He get out put his hands up and he still gettin’ clapped
But if he try to run you just gon’ shoot him in his back
What if it was my son I wonder how I’m gon’ react
I bet I’m finna run up in this precinct with this MAC
I swear to God

All my niggas outside they outside
All my niggas outside we outside (We outside)
If it’s pressure then we gon’ slide (We slidin’)
Hope you got your gun you know I got mines
If it’s pressure then we gon’ slide (Slide)
All my niggas outside they outside
All my niggas outside we outsideee

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Front lines – Conway the Machine lyrics
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