Devil in a Reject Hoodie - Conway the Machine

You know what the fuck going on nigga

Conway the machine, bitch

2.25.22 nigga

The mixtape before the album

Y'know what I'm saying?

'Bout to fuck these niggas up real quick

Fuck the streets up

Let niggas know what's popping man

Y'know what I mean? Niggas not fucking with me

Niggas not fucking with this Drumwork shit

It's a new chapter, it's a new day

Everything new, nigga

Everything new, new jewellery, new money

New life, new blessings, nigga

Let's go DJ T

Look

I'm a different man but still the same G

Different animal but still the same beast

Take a look what I became, I overcame grief

Smoking on this strain, hoping this pain cease

Remember when they tried to write me off

Bullet stuck in my neck, tryna walk on my own, hoping I don't fall

Then I proved niggas wrong, they thought my light was gone

I'm shining more, still not satisfied, I still desire more

I'm a different man but still the same G

Different animal but still the same beast

Take a look what I became, I overcame grief

Smoking on this strain, hoping this pain cease

Remember when they tried to write me off

Bullet stuck in my neck, tryna walk on my own, hoping I don't fall

Then I proved niggas wrong, they thought my light was gone

I'm shining more, still not satisfied, I still desire more

It's Drumwork, I know they pray my empire fall

Go 'head and count me out, that fuel my fire more

I beat the hating undertones in your dialogue

You niggas lucky I don't just fire off

Gotta remember me and these niggas ain't similar

'Bought to drop my new shit and change the temperature

Drop my album, February to fuck the winter up

And I built the company to pull my niggas up

I changed the way that I do business up

I feel like this music business stuff been making me more sinister

Can't let them people keep getting the lion's share

When it's time to split the percentage up

They own the masses when they get the signature

When they can't make no more money off you, get rid of ya

People act like they invented us

You ain't make this nigga

Put that on my mom, I'm a monster

Pay for everything out my pocket, no sponsor, that's on my Aunt Lana

I conjure entendres got me grammy nomi-nated

I was on Donda, nigga, Kanye my partner

PJ to the Ranch to hear Conway go bonkers

All the glory be to God 'cause I prosper

They get more treacherous the higher you climb up

Recorded this two years from the day we lost Mamba

May he rest in peace

I just want some piece of rest before I rest in pieces

I just want a piece of mind 'cause I've been stressed for weeks

Need to talk to my therapist, I feel depressed and weak

Smoking this pressure back to back so I can get some sleep

But I know it's still plateaus that I have yet to reach

Imma etch this shit in stone with my next release

This beat just got me in my zone, nigga let me preach

Yeah, let me give these niggas the gospel

Jigga told me "Don't worry, nigga I got you"

I never gave up even when it seemed impossible

Hope I showed you, you can do anything you put your mind to

Machine