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[Intro: Conway the Machine]
Yeah
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[Verse 1: Conway the Machine]
Look, grind from the bottom, we was just tryna get to the top
I love my niggas, I tell 'em, "We all we got"
Thinkin' 'bout [?], first dude I got cool with when we moved on the block
This was back when Damani had first got shot
Miss my motherfuckin' dawg, we went to the same school
Used to dip out of class to link up in the halls
Sneakin' to buy weed, now we posted up at the Chinese store
Hopin' somebody could buy us a cigar
Then we evolved to breakin' in houses and stealin' cars
This was when I started gettin' raw with the bars
Went from takin' niggas' joints at the bus stop
To packin' .38s and jumpin' gates after we bust shots
A young, wild adolescence, packin' the Wesson
Country Mike fronted me some work, we package and sell it
Sittin' on the bando steps, writin', recite it for my nigga
He would hype it like, "Brodie, I promise you, you the nicest"
Uh, all around the city, every neighborhood, we ran
He be like, "Who wanna battle? I got whatever on my man"
Cappin' to the hoes like, "You know who this is, bitch?
This the GOAT, and don't jump on my dick after we blow"
Fuckin' the same hoes, sharin' the same clothes
Goin' half on the sub of the month, that was my woe
Used to go to school and studio when the block was slow
He pulled up in the [?] and I said I couldn't go
[?], he said, "I'm comin' back, it might be late"
Two hours later, heard he crashed in a high speed chase
It took my motherfuckin' heart from me
But as long as I live, you always gon' be a part of me
Tryna smoke away the pain, I couldn't shake it
I wish my nigga was hear to see that his boy made it
I know God had a purpose, music saved my life
If I wasn't recordin', I would've been with him that night
[Chorus: El Camino]
This for my niggas that ain't make it out the struggle and it's real
I keep that forty on me in the field 'cause I know they wanna be me
That's why I keep my circle small and I'm always standin' tall
Guns up with my back against the wall, I can't let no one deceive me
This for my niggas that ain't here, I'm forever droppin' tears
I never forgot about you through the years, man, I wish that you could see me
And I remember we was broke and we was always on our own
Always thought that we could make it with the songs and they don't wan' believe me
[Verse 2: Conway the Machine]
And Shay, I miss you, my nigga
I'll never let 'em forget you, my nigga
My heart is broken in a million pieces, that's why I'm rappin' these words now
Cryin' tears in this tissue, my nigga
This shit got me hurtin' bad
Way worse, this shit worse than bad
The whole city sad
'Cause you ain't really fully get to reap the benefits from all the work you had put in
For thirty years, you was just gettin' in your Birkin bag
As Ricky Hyde would say it, shit was just startin' to get beautiful
I wrote this while gettin' dressed for your funeral
And I hope heaven got a studio
Thinkin' 'bout all the lives, including mine, that you impacted with this music, bro
Wish you got your flowers while you were still alive
Drunk a bottle with Shamerra and Dominic and I cried
When I got out the hospital from the shots I survived
You recorded me and helped me get confidence and my stride
Remember we fell out and had words
That was harder than me throwin' punches, seen you a few weeks later
At James' spot, we ain't speak like we ain't know each other
We close as brothers and life too short to be holdin' grudges
Hugged it out, now we drinkin' Henny and rollin' Dutches
I just wish I had a chance to tell my bro I love him
Feel like a week straight, I cried, I'm forever droppin' tears
But I know I got an angel in the sky
[Chorus: El Camino]
This for my niggas that ain't make it out the struggle and it's real
I keep that forty on me in the field 'cause I know they wanna be me
That's why I keep my circle small and I'm always standin' tall
Guns up with my back against the wall, I can't let no one deceive me
This for my niggas that ain't here, I'm forever droppin' tears
I never forgot about you through the years, man, I wish that you could see me
And I remember we was broke and we was always on our own
Always thought that we could make it with the songs and they don't wan' believe me
[Outro: Conway]
Uh, they ain't wan' believe me
Yeah, uh, uh, Machine
You gotta love me
The fuckin' greatest, nigga
I'm a fuckin' legend
We made it, nigga
Yeah, I remember they used to hate on me
I remember they used to think I wouldn't be nothin'
Look how I turned out
Yeah, all this pain in my heart
Forever droppin' tears for my niggas
Yeah, Green Eyed Bandit, Rottweiller
Yeah, From King to a God, nigga
Yeah, Drumwork, Griselda
The fuckin' boss, nigga
We did it, ChineGun, we did it
