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"Love (Freestyle)" is a track by Conway the Machine, from the album Reject on Steroids, released 24th May 2017. Full lyrics are available below.
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[Intro] Go to his man's man, you should suck it up, make 'em fall through the time. That's make you who you are, that makes you what you are [Verse] Yeah, haha Look, I hold the snub, I unload slugs (Uh-huh) Broad day, I'll finish you in cold blood Bring a Spade, make sure it's cold, blood (Bring that Spade, my nigga) Got ya body wrapped in a old rug gettin' disposed of (Haah) I rock the designer shit that the hoes love (Okay) My shooters doin' drive-bys, playin' Rosebudd's (Brr) They ain't wear no gloves, ain't no love (Uh-uh) The flow above any nigga you know of (Whoever) OG sold bricks since back in the day Uh, gave me my first automatic to spray Told me to flip it and take the money, stash it away And if you catch a nigga slippin', blow his cabbage away 4 in the mornin', had the savages lay All in your bushes, ski mask and a K, ready to blast you away (Woo) My shit is uncut raw like a package of yay' It's the Machine, bitch, I promise no rapper is safe (Brr) Look, you need the raw, give me a call But don't even call me at all unless you want a ki or more (Uh-huh) I'm a legend for a reason y'all Here in the States, even across overseas abroad You won't see a wall without me or my brother's face graffitied on (Woo) Just know when you see me, homie, you see a god (Facts) And when I see you, I see a fraud (Hah) Just Don shorts with the Jordan 4's on, but these the KAWS (Cap) Got this calico, I'm squeezin' off (Brr) Empty drum, a tree'll fall (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot) My bitch lookin' like a young Nia Long (Hah) She said, "You perfect in my eyes, I don't see a flaw" (Hahahaha!) Uhh, show some respect to my legacy Shot in my head, but rappin' like it never affected me Niggas thinkin' they ill, but they was never a threat to me 'Cause nobody puttin' words together better so effortlessly (Not at all) S.E. 'til the death of me [Outro] Griselda, bitch, hehehe Machine Gun Black, rest in peace (Rest in peace, nigga!) Yeah, Eastside Buffalo shit, nigga You know what's up, nigga, yeah Westside Gunn, what up, nigga? Benny, what up, nigga? Daringer, what's good, homie? Huh? Ayo, Marcs, what up, nigga? You know what's up, king Shout out my Pimpstead niggas
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