Conway - Lookin Like The Greatest lyrics

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn] Peace, peace It's the fly god himself (lalalala) The almighty (lalalala, la) A yo, a blind man can see that I'm rich Ran through every brick from the first to the fifth In mess halls reminiscing on crack flips We never seen sh** n***a stick to the script They say, I'm looking like the greatest lord (like the greatest lord) They say, I'm looking like the greatest lord (like the greatest lord) They say (a yo) I had the mac up in Max Field's Gave the chauffeur a gat its that real Started off with ten ten bundles Off white my clan bubble they fake love you In the street that's why I pray all day War with the mob we gon' spray all day [Conway] Just say the word I'mma make sure they all pay Count it by hand sh** take all day [Bridge: Westside Gunn] To my n***as using call [?] hold your head Remember Chine Gun used to piss in the bed Remember hot dogs getting boiled for the party Off white fatigues lord Griselda's the army Ayo a blind man can see that I'm rich Ran through every brick from the first to the fifth In mess halls reminiscing on crack flips We never seen sh** n***a stick to the script They say, I'm looking like the greatest lord (like the greatest lord) They say I'm looking like the greatest lord I'm looking like the greatest lord They say [Verse 2: Benny] Bulldog rubber handle hollow tips barking At the round table having crabs with cowards with bosses It's me n***a the fifth sparking slick talking brick tossing dirty money stashed in the dish washer Ex con saw us pushing trying to dodge booking The feens outside the trap will smell the raw cooking But you gon' die from all that hard looking My little homie start pulling and pick you off like Charles Woodson I know some old heads that still carry blades To each his own I got some sh** that's military grade You gon need a hearing aid after you hear it bang Flash so bright from the muzzle I should be wearing shades I'm involved in some sh** that you could tell illegal Drove him up from Tucson in an El Camino At the Seneca hotel casino Top floor we selling diesel you a middle man I'm El Pedrino It's all love if they spoke in his name Cause I float through my city like the ghost of Rick James No matter what you do in life you posed to get paid They say we going to be the reason the culture gets saved On the road to riches and Europeans Might find yourself in a position only bosses be in Politicking so the signals never cross between us Cause it seems like a lot of sh** loss its meaning Haters wanna outsider bash your city And lust will have you going broke at Magic City I think trust is what Puff Daddy had from Biggie And love is what Doughboy had for Ricky Gotta listen before you speak the streets taught us how to watch Balls tight enough to squeeze water out a rock A knock down will get you ties with Italian fellows Metal Glocks gloves made from Italian leather Took a little bit of Beans, Nas, Styles, and Mega Sparring rounds I buckled down and got my style together I know B's I know C's and n***as that's neutral Learn when you keep it real that most n***as salute you Some shake your hand turn around send n***as to shoot you Spin the block Rugers pointed out a all black Isuzu Dead bodies popping up we not discussing that Never fearful just careful where we get dutches at