Stefon Diggs 2

[Intro: Conway the Machine]

Turn me up a lil' bit

Lil' more, headphones

Yeah

Turn that shit up

Yeah, look

[Verse 1: Conway the Machine]

My story is the motivation, I was fightin' open cases

Now I'm doin' shows and gettin' bags way out in Copenhagen

They give me my roses when I go on stages

And they barely spoke the language

But they still quote the statements and all the shit I wrote in pages (Woo)

Bro, you hatin', but you never drove a spaceship

I come from the hood just like you, I wasn't 'posed to make it (I'm from the hood too)

That's why all your hoes is basic

My bitch got the tri-color Cuban, the gold with the bracelet (Facts)

Bottle girl, come open cases, Pateks with the frozen faces (Woo)

You can ask bro, I sold yayo

Stand at the stove with the baking soda, you know I'm gon' make it blow up

It's multiplication, hold up (Tussle)

If you wanted somethin', then you supposed to take it

They lied when they told you, "Be patient"

That's why when you focus, you dangerous (Uh-huh)

But every day, y'all just go through the same shit

That's why niggas broke that you hang with

Look, I required everything that I desired twice

They told me sky's the limit, but I went higher, like

[Chorus: Conway the Machine]

My story is motivation, it should be motivatin' you niggas

My story is the motivation, uh

(Motivate the streets, nigga, young bosses)

My story is motivation (Came from nothin' here)

I started with nothin' just like you, I wasn't 'posed to make it

My story is motivation (Came from the bottom to the top)

Bottle girl, come open Aces, Pateks with the frozen faces, my story is motivation

Yeah, uh, woo, my story is the motivation (Woo, woo)

[Verse 2: Jae Skeese]

Uh, yeah, look (Uh)

They say my city's like a war capital

I rose above, I'm thinkin', "More capital"

More capital, more capital, etched it in my brain in all capitals

Niggas here will try Warren Sappin' you, broken clavicles, run south

Evade the rest, this is all finesse, smooth as a bottle of the RumChata

It's hell that I made it up out of with the one-liners

Had Justin Credible askin', "Who you bring to Leakers?"

Sickness seepin' when I reach the speaker

Fresher than a pair of Easter sneakers, somethin' that you never heard before

I'm about my green, I'm an herbivore

Mansion talk, I wanted furnished floors

Jaewon hot, serve all green with the purple quartz, I'm cut from a certain cloth

I learned to fly before I learned to walk

I learned to spit before I learned to talk

I let you eat, but feel this verse is salt

I lost my dawg, that really hurt my heart

I kept my fire, I'ma burn the torch

Was goin' hard when I was earnin' shorts

I'm goin' hard, but I'm deservin' more

I told myself I'm next, that's when heard the Lord

Con' threw the bomb, that's when I turned to Moss

Look, I'm in search of balance on an even kilter

I penned my truth and they believe the scriptures

To appreciate the beauty of the summer

Yearly, yes, you gotta see the winter, it's like that