6:30 Tip Off

Bangladesh
El Padrino, yeah (hahahaha)
La Maquina, yeah
Just counted up a million cash, nigga (pardon me)
All twenties (the machine, nigga, haha)
El Padrino (that's for the plug, though)
Spooky season has returned, nigga (hahahaha)
Yeah
Bangladesh

Look, I'm just a product of the struggle
But now they realize my vision was symbolic to my hustle
Another five hundred fifty thousand topping off my duffel (racks)
Getting too heavy to lift, shit
I could probably pull a muscle, wait (hahahaha)
My mentality is fuck you, like

I was really Russell Westbrook, they thought I was sitting back
While them nigga's was getting fat
But this what I was really up to (cooking up)
'Bout to get another ring like when
LeBron went to the bubble, wait (talk to 'em)
It's like the jealousy is never ending (not at all)

Know some nigga's that's pocket watching
Count the bread I'm spendin' (fuck nigga's)
People act like I don't got overhead expenses
Nigga (I got kids, I got bills, nigga)
I'm grindin' like my work is never finished, I'll never give in (hah)

Boy, I'm jumping over all of my obstacles
Even with a torn patellar tendon (woo)
My nigga's jump out dumpin' Dracos and flooding Benzes (brrt)
Conway Machine back with the flow that's unprecedented (uh-huh)
Yeah, I bulletproofed the money green Cullinan

The bag like I'm James Harden, money keep triple-doubling (hah)
Wait, these nigga's get to talking crazy
Then we slugging 'em
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
They say the flow getting too crazy, it's hard to keep up with him
Nigga, I can't waste an hour with my twenty, four

My mentality is more Kobe than Kief' Sutherland (woo)
My lil' brother keep his pole on him and he uppin' it (brrt)
Bank statements like my school grades
I just see plus in it (hahahaha)
D'usse and calamari diet (hah)

My profit rising, I'm monetising off the shit I was prophesising
They think it's sweet 'til they get shot for trying' (boom, boom)
Steve Francis dunk contest lil' rockets flying
(Rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah)
By the end of the year, don't you be surprised

When I take over the game and you can see it's mine (you see it now)
I knew my moment was coming, I just needed time (uh-huh)
I hope you can read between the lines (read between the lines, nigga)
I went from king, now they consider me a God, we not equivalent at all

I'm not from this Earth, I'm visiting from Mars (hah)
They say West is the brains behind it and Benny is the star
But let's not act like machine ain't the silliest with the bars woo)
Stop playin' with me, man (hah)

Machine, bitch
The-the-the material is very strong



Credits
Writer(s): Shondrae Crawford, Demond Price
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link