Ballads - J.I.D, Conway The Machine

Wasn’t used to taking orders if I ruled, my apologies

I never been a follower, I’m addicted to the power

So I studied the remains of the game, I’m an archaeologist

More money, more problems

That’s a tough pill to swallow if you ain’t about that shit that you be talkin

Three holes in his head, bowling balled him

Who’s brawling now

You calling God but shit means so he gotta hear one of us

I can give him a chance to meet you if you if you want to

Cool Cat backing that cone up, ooh, I got a boner

Please show me my opponent

You and your homie, he with you, that’s a bonus

1−1, 2 shots, that’s a bonus

Never had squad, tried keeping up with the Joneses

Try wearing off-knocks, niggas popular with Junior

Nigga I was hungry 'fore the a I was homeless

I honed in my skill, sharp sword swings along for the moment

Atonement in my tone

On the ship is the only shit that I’ve been voyaging

Voices in my head and then I go record it

I’ve been ordered by the lord

Kill the beat, leave the dead horse

I’ll swordsman, sportsman shit

That’s horseshit, copious corpses

Outsourcing for resources

You got a gun, we got assortments

They make appointments, joint rolling, join forces

And we rejoice when real niggas lift their voices for the voiceless

Uh, uh, yeah

Aw shit, uh

Aw fuck man

Niggas, uh, yeah

Fuck a

Let the machine, uh (Yeah)

Yeah, let the machine

Let that machine

Stash boxes for the straps in the navigator

Don C alligator

A lot of rappers they just imaginative, exaggerators

Box landed, take them packs and put them on the calculator

Weigh it and stash it bro, I’m coming back to bag it later

That bitch bad, I’mma bag her then go stab her later

Got the pussy free, I didn’t have to pay her

Got the bags so trust me if I come to that I have the paper

But I’m just that nigga, I ain’t have to get her drunk or incapacitate her

Yeah, I’m MVP form like Shaq for Lakers

Ain’t no silverware in the trap, fuck it grab the hanger

Ratchet sprayer, Buffalo got the highest murder rate in New York state

That’s a fact, check the stats and data

I was deep in the trenches

Homeless in Atlanta, sleeping on benches

Now bitches see me in this Benz and it’s peakin' their interest

Dawg caught a body L-I-F-E was the sentence

He gave his life to God, seeking repentance

Yeah