Conway the Machine - Richest in the City

[Intro] Fuck man, niggas know they don't fuck with me They can talk all that shit they want to, huh (Yeah) I’m good, I'm good Nigga ain't even got within two feet with a knife, nigga You can’t be serious, nigga ain't even tried to [Verse] Don't try and hide, boy, 'cause we'll catch you 'Bout to drop album of the year and that ain't even pressure That ain't effort (This shit is easy) Don’t make me DMX you (Huh?) And see you with my dawg at war, ’cause he'll stretch you (Where my dawg at?) Puttin’ holes all in your body, you gon' see a stretcher I need a milli' out the deal and I ain't seein’ lesser I need check cut, my bitch look like Aaliyah in the Tesla Might take her to freeze her neck up, uh Flyest nigga in the room, I'm used to being fresher Doors up on the 'Ghini, she think I'm being extra Leaving the spot to back up, I go and see Vanessa I call my nigga Pack to cook it when I need it cheffed up (Hold me down, bro) Two thousand for my pair of shoes (Huh?) Niggas couldn't walk a mile tryna wear my shoes (Can't) I'm the big dawg, I'm compared to who? And I'm the richest nigga in the club and I ain't wear my jewels But the bitches still stare and choose Born to win but I'm prepared to lose 'Cause if this rap shit don't work then I'ma air my tool They checkin' my release dates, I got 'em scared to move I see 'em plottin', they wanna know when Machine droppin' I thought of this shit on the spot, I ain't even jot this I put the profit in McQueen boxes Forty pointers in everybody on the team watches It's motion picture shit, please watch us I'm probably somewhere in the presidential suite with your queen topless, nigga Album dropping, watch the Machine rock shit, nigga Yeah [Chorus] All my bitches bad and they got a bag too Got these pussy niggas mad too Now they wanna hate on me, nigga Now they wanna hate on me, nigga She know when she fuckin' on a nigga that's rich I got the whole city lit, I'm 'bout to drop my shit And I got the world waitin' on me, nigga Got your girl waitin' on me, nigga, ah, ah, ah [Outro] Fuck out of here, man Niggas know y'all fuckin' with it, bigger than rap, bitch You know what's up, nigga I told y'all niggas, smash and scrape all motherfuckin' summer, nigga Fuck out of here And that album coming, nigga Locking this shit down, nigga Straight up, Griselda Records, nigga Shady Records, nigga, yeah I see what you niggas doin' I'm flattered Haha, nah for real, I'm flattered These niggas tryna find a new me They tryna find the next me I made this shit cool again, nigga, you know what I mean? I made this grimy shit cool again, nigga I made this shit a thing Now these motherfuckin' record labels These motherfuckin' crackers tryna find the next Machine, nigga These niggas combin' through the motherfuckin' hoods and the inner cities and the ghettos Lookin' for somethin' special, nigga But it's only one Machine, nigga, facts Now, you got issues with the industry, what's going down with the industry, dawg? Industry is full of a bunch of dick sucking, dick riding, bending over the desk ass niggas, straight up like that Whoever don't like it, bring it, nigga, bring it, I don't give a fuck Bring it, bring it, bitch I had to punch one nigga in his face up there, and then after that, I was like, "I'm not going to the office no more" Is that how it went down? Yeah, yeah, 'cause I'm, you know, I'm a grown ass motherfuckin' man and I ain't got time to be playin' no kid games, man So once I say I'm not dealing with a man and he disrespects me, I'ma break his fucking jaw