[Verse: Conway the Machine]
N***as ass-backwards, but I got something for ya’ backwards ass
I blast ratchet, ratchet blast
Knocking my new sh-, loud enough to crack the glass
Set alarms off when I pass traffic, the traffic pass
I had a tragic past, yeah I was a bastard dad, left but that’s another story dog, I let them chapters pass
I had my pen and pad, just me and my pad and pen
I could spit it straight at you or I could spit it backwards then
Yeah I’m first and you last, first I spit in reverse
Reverse and spit a verse, last you and I’m first
I just play with the words, I don’t practice it first
First at practice don’t I? I don’t have to rehearse
What you think I tote the 40 for?
‘Cause I ain’t tryna be dead broke at 44
On the block sеlling rocks at the corner store
If I ain’t on thе tour then ya’ money you get extorted for
I load the 50-shot with the gloves on
Smoking purple kush listening to love songs
I let the AK off to show you they ain’t stop making guns when they made yours, it’s Conway