In God's hands (Conductor)
Be grateful
That He was there
Glory (Yeah)
I'm out here on the road
You can hear it in the voice (Glory)
Still get this shit off, though
Look

The money speakin' for itself, I call it fortune-tell
Fire top from a bitch that work at

Don't wait for her, man
Conductor, we—

I stir the pot with that thirty-shot pokin' on my hip like I never heard of SWAT
Another toke, another skid, another murder plot
For liftin' water weights out of shape on that murder route
Prosecutor tellin' my mother: Might as well gi

Conductor
Uh huh
Look
This me
Conductor we have a problem

These rappers they just smoke and mirrors, David Copperfield
They done copped all the drip but somehow forgot the skills
I think it’s time we have a intervention: Hi I'm Dr. Phil
Bout to clock a mill for

C-Conductor, we have a problem
What the fuck? (Conductor)
Y'all niggas trash
Ayo, check

I'm God's favorite, when I spit, the bar raises (C-C-C-C)
Before I got my start, was sellin' hard drugs to Caucasians
Fought cases, now we high in double R's racin' (Skrrt)
I cam

Check the stats
Machine the waviest since Max, nigga, facts
The real is back
I don't care who you shot, your G pass revoked
You just a rat
Pin your diva to the mat like a wrestler match and don't text her back
I only want top, don't hit me up just to chat
I'm playing

Huge machine shops
And see the kind of equipment
That is being used for the production of engine parts
The first machine of this type
For the blessings of the king
For the blessings of the king
For the blessings of the king
For the blessings of the king
For the bl

I keep on patching in without a cross stitch
My crafts fine art, if you indoors
You should have raised your paddle like a forklift
The trife life is infamous for sending shook ones on up north trips
My net worth since opposite of the Forbes list
It's hard shit
The options

Conductor, Conductor, Conductor
Ayo
Flygod

Ayo, rockin' all Sacai in the 911 soft-top (Skrrt)
Hopped out, big drum on it, had to sort 'em out (Brr, brr)
Peace, my name's West, but I'm from the East (Ah)
Ayo, the only nigga that got five visions with fire vision
Open

Pointing at cars as they rolled by
Who knew from riding buses
We'd be trained to be so fly?
Landing deep in the dirt
Hurt thorns but we rose high
How I get disengaged
Rearrange and propose mine
Your watch ticking, I be rolling in no time
I smile and give a wave fr

Undercover now
Came up from the underground
Got that brand new sound
That they can’t look away

Guess you’re famous now
Entranced with glam
But that don’t last
So you better act fast

Feel that
A shiver’s running down your spine
Your demons laugh
As

M—My love is real, ooh, ooh
(Conductor, we have a problem)

Detectives asked me if I remember the night that's in question, I told 'em vaguely
Can't remember nothing outside of me being angry
Gave a false description, ain't no rule to the exception
Never writing down no stat

C-C-C-Conductor
Ah

Stovie's home, I spin keys to gold
Saran wrap on the floor, been rippin' 'em like Bruce Bowen
My young boy got the pole, his stock went up though (Ha)
He said now he want twenty thousand to get him gone (Hahaha)
I said: Last week, you shot a nigga ove

I catch a rat
Back out my gat and smack him right in his kufi
The Jakes be interviewing niggas
Like Vlad do with Boosie
I'm Gucci, never had much
Just my pen and my loosie
Used to shop at GAP, now I rock Emilio Pucci
I graduated from the block
Wasn't no cap or no

Clap your hands to what he's doing

Conductor

You see, me?
I eat, sleep, shit and talk raps
You see little shorty you DMing on IG I caught that
We chilled then I drilled like construction man with hard hat
Played Twister all night until her legs caught cramps
She c

Conductor, we have a problem
Conductor, we have a problem
Conductor, Conductor, we have a problem

Damn, baby, why you be tryna dim my light and lamp shade?
Can't blame me for what happened before me 'cause your mans flaky
Me, I'm different, I hate to be bothered when you se