Conway - Fire Squad lyrics

[Intro] Yeah n***a SE muthaf**in' Gang n***a You already know what it is n***a Griselda n***a Look [Verse 1: Conway] I ain't talkin' to one, I'm talkin' to all of you Stay in your lane, I promise I will off you Okay I'm sorry if I lost you But this ain't what happened to Mike, these young n***as will cross you If I'm Mike and you Allen, scrap, look what Mike did for the game and look where Allen at I mean where the f** is the talent at? These n***as diss and I'm like where the f** is the Talon at? You think it's a [?] records, I ain't name a n***a Shootin' at everybody, I ain't aimin' n***a I'll put you on the news, make you famous n***a I'm undefeated but they hatin' like I'm [?] n***a The [?] served better as a cold dish Empty whole clip, leave his body cold stiff In VIP, let the hoes sit 30 gold bottles [?] Million followers, you thinkin' she a cold b**h Your WCW my old b**h Bought a nine, front a nine, that's a whole split Oh sh**, I only owe 18 on my whole brick Gotta give the credit when the credit's due That's what you better do when a n***a better than you Your head'll get lead in it from my [?] Drop my new record, I'm sellin' it like the Legend Blue 11's I'm a legend, you never going to put a hand on it Without losin' your f**in' hand, homie Caught a key of sour for the band on me I got it out of LA like D'Antoni The kush good, but the sour special Yellow diamonds all around the bezel Don't compare me to these n***as on the bottom level Lyrically I'm Kweli, you a Rowdy Rebel It's funny how things change, I got shot in the head b**h, I seen pain I'm homie from the SE Gang I play my role just f**in' your mommas like Ving Rhames Supreme hoodie on, three chains My bars hit you equivalent to RGIII knee pain Aw f** it, I'm 'bout to sling 'caine Throwin' powder around I'm like King James I tried bein' modest, but you n***as can't f** with me, f** it let's be honest But don't be mad at me that you n***as don't get acknowledged Be mad at your homies n***a, they should've told you you garbage You hear my flow, my n***a? My sh** is polished We can go song for song, I promise you'll get demolished Me and you n***as never get along My dick big and long, so it's f** the world to a Biggie song [Outro] Yeah n***a Aw man This sh** is funny to me man Peon a** n***as man I wish one of you n***as would I'd smack a tooth out ya'll n***as mouth man f** be wrong with you n***as man? And this at whoever man, whatever n***a How you want it? When you want it n***a? You already know how it go n***a