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[Intro: Conway the Machine + Sample]

"Invasion!"

DJ Green Lantern, what the fuck is good, nigga?

Conway the Machine, this is Reject on Steroids, boy

Griselda Records (Griselda), Shady, Interscope, man

This shit is beautiful

Let's smash and scrape on these niggas, man

Let's get into some music

[Verse 1]

These other niggas just talk a lot

'Cause I still ain't heard a nigga top the bars I jot (Nah)

Hehe, raw in a pot, we was often blocked (Whip up)

A hundred large in that Mason Martin box (Throw it up)

Ah, take off your top when the carbon pop (Brr)

I'm OG status, more respect than your father got (Hahahaha)

Uh, GxFR 'til the coffin drop

Wig shot close, knocked the nigga brains across the block (Boom boom)

I made my own lane, I worked hard for my spot

Now I park a drop in the studio parking lot (You see it, nigga)

Glock is with me even in the barber shop (Uh-huh)

Like my nigga low pro, think I'm slipping? Of course, I'm not (Woo)

Heh, toss a drop in a coffee pot (Whip it)

My dog made a fortune, started with a quarter block (My nigga)

I can't decide what color Porsche to cop

Off the lot, I came a long way from that fork and pot (Woo)

[Bridge]

Ah, yeah, I came a long way from that fork and pot

That fork and pot

I came a long way from that fork and pot, yeah

I came a long way from that fork and pot

[Scratches]

My name golden, nigga

Catch yo' bitch open, ngga

Catch a light night stroke

Leg shot the brick like Hogan, nigga

Leg shot the brick like Hogan, nigga

My name golden, nigga

The evil genius!

[Verse 2]

You think this shit a game, this is not a game

All I jot is pain, I'll send a shooter to pop his brain (Brr)

Me and you niggas is not the same

I'm insane, Osama bin Laden

Chopper pop, I got a lot of aim (Cap)

Huh, I sold a lot of 'caine, and I'm not ashamed (Uh-huh)

That bitch was bad

After she topped me I forgot her name (Hahahaha)

Every time a see a rap nigga I spot a lame (Pussy)

Might rob him and rock his chain at the Rockets game (Haah)

Hahaha, then it's back to the kitchen rocking 'caine (Whip up)

Long as the plug you sending boxes

I cannot complain

Drop the ice in it, 'til it harden in the pot

Then watch me put up numbers

Like, Harden with the rock (Talk to 'em)

I'll send my dog all up in your spot

Smack your mama with the pistol

Take all the shit you got

Far as rap go, niggas can't ignore the shit I drop

I'm big dog, I call the shots

Started with that fork and pot, ah (Machine)

[Bridge]

I came a long way from that fork and pot

That fork and pot

I came a long way from that fork and pot

Ah, I came a long way from that fork and pot