[Intro]
Yeah (Hahahaha)
Yeah, n***a
Machine, n***a
Daringer, you ready, n***a?
Take these n***as on a walk trough Eastside, n***a
Eastside of Buffalo that is, n***a
SE Gang, n***a (Woo), check

[Verse 1]
You know witness the Street Entertainment
The officalest n***as to spit at you, feel it 'cause it's vivid, you vision it (Ya, ya, ya)
Let me switch and get on some different shit
Difference with me and you is you subliminal distance settle your differences (Woo!)
Daringer made the beat, I was killin' shit before he finished it (Ha)
Trigger finger is itchin' like it is allergic to shit, Ricochet (Brr)
Emptyin' the clip 'til I'm hittin' shit
Talkin' shit on the record, I'ma see you and split your shit (You see)
Nipple when I was little, won't push miss, I ain't wish for shit (Uh-uh)
'Cause I was used to not gettin' shit on my christmas list (Hahahaha)
Quarter ounce of hard, I pushed it up to a zip of it
N***as rappin' 'bout hustlin' when I know they ain't did this shit (Pff)
I lived this shit (Lived this shit, n***a)
Trust me homie, you ain't a acquit for this (Ah)
I'm the Machine, you ain't got enough in the clip for this ('Kay)
Ricochet, before Nostradamus predicted it
Was written in hieroglyphics, I was gon' spit the sickest shit (Ya, ya, ya, 'kay)
Listen it's Conway the Machine, I'm the influist (Woo)
If it ain't true than why you sound like me when you pencil it? (Woo)
Uh, incist, I mentioned it, if I offended you, that's my intentions, bitch (Hahahaha)
Intricate sentences in my penmanship (Ha!)
I grew up of the Mobb and that's the start of yo endin'
I consist attention all in the room as soon as I enter it (Ha)
The kingpin of the SE syndicat ('Kay)
.45 in my hand and I can't control my temperment (Ya, ya, ya)
Conway
[Chorus]
I been on my grind, I been on my grind (Grind)
I been on my grind, on my fucking grind ('Kay)
You n***as wanna come and take what's mine
Them people want to come and take what's mine (Ha!)
These n***as broke and I can't trust these n***as
I been gettin' money, bitches wanna fuck them n***as
SE is the gang, fuck them other n***as (Oh)
If they ain't with the game, motherfuck them n***as ('Kay)

[Verse 2]
Teacher told me I never amount to shit (Huh?)
I dropped out and started gettin' paper, big amounts of it
Count it with my hands, gotta get my money counter fixed
Might let one of you broke n***as that's dissin' help me count this shit (Hahahahahaha)
Sour by the pound, hit the club and smoke a ounce of it (Smoke)
Prevay on friday, I'm standin' on the couch and shit
Do this for my jail-n***as sittin' in the mountains with like ten in
They got another ten 'fore they get out this shit (Free my N***as)
They tellin' me to calm down and tell me I need counselling (Huh?)
Wig shot, neck shot, but they ain't take out from it
Paralysed my face and lil' twisted up my mouth, and shit
Fuckin' up my word-play, I'm barely pronouncin' shit (Hahahaha)
Few months later, I got caught up in a robbery
I been servin' this n***a, never thought that he'll be robbin' me
Chopper in my face, thought that n***a came to body me (Ha, ha)
They just wanted my chain, I'm like "What part of the game is this?"
[Chorus]
I been on my grind, I been on my grind (Grind)
I been on my grind, on my fucking grind ('Kay)
You n***as wanna come and take what's mines
Them people want to come and take what's mines (Ha! Fans look at me)
These n***as broke and I can't trust these n***as (I can't trust these n***as)
I been gettin' money, bitches wanna fuck them n***as (They wanna fuck them n***as)
SE is the gang, fuck them other n***as (What up, baby? That's— Oh)
If they ain't with the game, motherfuck them n***as ('Kay)

[Outro]
Yeah, n***a