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Freeway & Jake One feat. Conway
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It's been a long time coming (this pain, this pain, this pain)
It's been a long time coming (this pain, this pain, this pain)
It's been a long time coming (this pain, this)
Yeah
Uhh-uhh (right)
Uhh (huh)
Oh (that's right)
Oh, yeah (time for the-)
Woo (time for the-)
Uh, ah!
We from the ghetto, we keep metal, we keep Prada whiffers
You can stuff at least a half a brick inside a woofer
If she zero, tote the tool, I might be riding with her
I was charged in middle school, they sent the mama's cooking
I was booked, and now my neck look like a hockey rink
My pockets used to leak, and now I got chips like Cliff Huxtable
Made my money from the block, the profit used to stink
Now when I hit up the bank, they serve me drinks, make sure I'm comfortable
First bit of that, ever switched up the flow this many times
And when he prom, he got a diamond in beer here
First hustler that ever switched up the crown, made gear
Moved in on the trust, now we live here
Really earned my spot, this ain't no coincidence
Way before the Rock, I was bending in expensive shit
I'll cop out with Bran, tommy Bran'll spit the clip
You ain't gotta short Mobb Deep to prove you infamous
It's Free and Jake, we need the feeling back, we here to grant your wish
Right (time for this)
Huh (uhh-uhh)
That's right (uhh-uhh)
The issue (that's right)
Time for (oh, yeah)
Time for the, for the, for the, for the spirit (woo)
Time for (it's time)
Uh, you know the homies just be waiting to die
That you one of the guys clap, you pull up and throw five at you
The bullets big as fuck and D batteries fly at you (woo-woo-woo)
For a white tsunami that drive passed you
I'm Drey chill, dellion rep the saddle with pineapple
Got Montega all on my hoodie like pineapple
And when they building my statue, from the way I throw lines at you
Highly impactful, like I strike you
No marketing plan, market the brand
I step in a design capsule
Mentally my mind, leave scientists mind baffled
Lyrically inclined, I existed through time travel
My physical design, elements that are not natural
Free said, "Machine, let's cook", went up, it was my absolute pleasure
You niggas know Con be contacting whenever
Niggas need a drum, niggas know the street I'm from
My heater rung, niggas knowing that I'll clap you wherever
Doc patched you together
I ain't going nowhere, nigga, I'm back forever
Still in the hood, I got my strapped in the leather
For the pressure, know I'm ready for combat whenever
I'm selling my pack, it do not matter the weather
Look, my rhyme book is considered a national treasure
They still try to slight me, do not matter my effort
Just 'cause he your favorite rapper, do not mean that he better
Than machine, bitch
Yeah, right (ohh-oh)
Uhh-uh
(Uhh-uhh-uhh) uh-huh
Tu-du, uhh
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