Conway - Anybody lyrics

[Intro] Yeah n***a Reject n***a Machine b**h Daringer, you already know We do what we do what we do n***a Griselda, by Fashion Rebels [Verse 1: Conway] Reject sh**, it's the Machine b**h Pull up on you, 50 shot magazine rip n***as be talkin', but I feelin' threatened Where's your weapon? You can't fit a gun in them f**in' leggings n***a They figured I'd be down and out They talkin' about money, but couldn't pull a thousand out n***a tellin', they let the coward out, I found it out I had him smokin', he wasn't even an hour out Lit the Swisher then put the sour out Then go in the booth blackened like a power out Reject, they waitin' for me to finish it Balmain denim drawers is limited This for them n***as with 20 year sentences Young n***as jumpin' out the van with extended sh** Look, Daringer what it is? Get a word, I'ma put a bullet in his wig Run everything [Hook] Anybody can get it, I got it on me now, homie you can get it You n***as talkin', but I live it I pull up on you, you gon' feel it n***a I ain't with the talkin', I ain't with the dissin' You f** around, you gon' come up missin' n***a And anybody can get it, anybody can get it n***a [Verse 2: Conway] Damn, you can't run a brick, but you still sellin' nicks in the rain You 36 and a lame, they don't mention your name I pull up with extendo the clip and the hang Dump a clip where you hang, you think this sh** is a game my n***a? [stop playin' n***a] Your mouth gon' get you f**in' k**ed You livin' off a reputation that your brother built I got this sh** sewed like a f**in' quilt Steam the broccoli, the Glock in the Versace belt S.E. Gang, f** everybody else Caught him by himself, the chopper made his body melt A fifth of vodka on the shelf, smokin' Cali it gotta melt You can tell the sour from how it smelled I'm that n***a, that's how I felt As far as rhymin' goes, this sh** is like a lion runnin' down an elk I'm a giant, you a f**in' elf All I need is this iron n***a f** the help, Conway [Hook] Anybody can get it, I got it on me now, homie you can get it You n***as talkin', but I live it I pull up on you, you gon' feel it n***a I ain't with the talkin', I ain't with the dissin' You f** around, you gon' come up missin' n***a And anybody can get it, anybody can get it n***a [Verse 3: Conway] These n***as ain't the Machine I come through and paint the scene, red HK with the laser beam Thirty shots wake your baby, make your lady scream You f** n***as rockin' Old Navy jeans It's 'bout to be a long night, put the wax in the bong, hit it twice Stay in your lane if you want to live a long life The b**hes get long pipe all night, the 9-11 Porche white Still go to Onyx, throw up 20 like Lebron on an off night You at your momma house, they 'bout to cut off lights But every other verse you rappin' like you off white You do it like me, movie time, I'm Spike Lee Bad white b**h like Ice-T Bag the rock and 501's in a white tee But I paid $750 for the Nikes [Hook] Anybody can get it, I got it on me now, homie you can get it You n***as talkin', but I live it I pull up on you, you gon' feel it n***a I ain't with the talkin', I ain't with the dissin' You f** around, you gon' come up missin' n***a And anybody can get it, anybody can get it n***a [Outro] And that goes for any one of you f** n***as man. You're not... ayo, I'ma keep it 100. I'm so tired of you b**h a** n***as keep talkin' and runnin' your mouth like f**in' dick s**ers n***a. Can't none of you n***as f** with me man. I don't know what the f** is wrong with you n***as man. Man ya'll n***as need a bundle. You can get a bundle n***a, get in the hood n***a [Interlude] Alright? Alright? Damn. Now we just gon' find these little marks and smoke 'em. sh** ain't that hard. As long as it ain't no cop. Look, I ain't k**in' no kids or no old folks aight? Ay man, who the f** [?] sh** n***a, I'll smoke anybody. I just don't give a f**. I'm gon' hit this sh** n***a