Allah Sent Me (feat. BENNY the BUTCHER & Conway the Machine)

Griselda, Griselda, Griselda
Fuck

Ayo, I miss the days when bricks was only nineteen
I need a hundred right now
(I need a hundred right now)
Get the pot, let me do my thing
Stove hold me down (Stove hold me down, brr, brr)

Allah sent me here to be the king
Bodies on the four pound (bodies on the four pound)

Look, hollow hit his head, I'ma peel it back (hah)
Hall N Nash shit
We brought the feeling back
Ayo, all red Spider with the ceiling back (skrrt)
Addicted after my first pack, started dealin' crack (ah)
You know I had dimes, you brought seven, I wasn't feelin' that
Drive-bys and DUIs, shootin', spillin' 'gnac
Uh-huh, I'm in Supreme drip, McQueen kicks
Thirty bags, pull off in three whips when I leave 'cut (skrrt)

Ayo, Burberry London, trenches coverin' the Russians
Blew the nigga head off and walked off like it's nothin'
Hit him with the dummy, tried to cook it, but it wasn't (ah)
Brought the nigga home behind the wall
Now he Bloodin' (we brought him home)
Yeah, we the last of the hard rappers
Feds ain't find work but found the garbage full of soft rappers (cap)
Uh, got a hundred thousand in KAWS statues (hah)
My bitch body like Megan, her shit is all natural (talk to 'em)

Ayo, leave you on the yard for a hundred mackerels (ah)
Niggas know my flow sacred as a hundred chapels (a hundred chapels)
I built another statue up from the gravel (the gravel)
My crib need two more closets and another bathroom
Y'all keep the accolades, I'll take the stacks, Maybachs and things
Every twelve months, my address change

I get a rush just from clappin' things (boom, boom, boom, boom)
I took the umbrella out the double R, the bullets had to ring (brr)
My nigga did twenty up north, he don't act the same (ah)
Take him to Rolling Loud, he tryna snatch a rapper chain
We open traps in the hood and we stack the change (uh-huh)
Everyday, twenty thousand worth of trafficked 'caine, yeah

Ayo, I miss the days when bricks was only nineteen
I need a hundred right now (I need a hundred right now)
Get the pot, let me do my thing
Stove hold me down (Stove hold me down, brr, brr)

Allah sent me here to be the king
Bodies on the four pound (bodies on the four pound)

Where's my belt? I wanna see my belt
We're really not ready for you, we're working on it
I don't wanna hear any excuses
I wanna see my belt and I wanna see it now
Well, it's in pieces, the jewelers are
I don't care if it's in a million
Pieces, I wanna see what you got right now

Okay, we'll, uh, go take a look, follow me
This is it, this is what we have so far
Mhm, yes, very nice, uh, exactly what is he doing there?
Well, here he's picking the diamonds to
Fit into the centerpiece on top of the belt
If that's the centerpiece of my belt
Then you don't have nearly enough diamonds
I want more diamonds, I want bigger diamonds

We've got almost 500 in total
I don't care if you've got 500 stones there
If that's just 500 stones and that's my centerpiece
We need 800 stones, we need more
Fine (okay? And what's he doing over there)

He's working on the links to the back of the belt
Well, I want that in gold, I want that solid gold
That wasn't part of the original plan to-
I don't care what the original plan was
I am paying for this Betteridge and I say I want gold there
Look you had your price to take on this endeavour
And everybody knows that when the million dollar man wants something
He gets it the way he wants it, I always get what I want!



Credits
Writer(s): Demond Price, Alvin Lamar Worthy, Jeremie Scorpio Pennick, Thomas A. Paladino
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