Travis Porter
Conclusion
[Verse 1: FKi]
Let's get one thing straight
Most of these rappers fake
They say this and that, and [?] since 98
And that's a dime bag
N***a, where that raw at?
Lame hoes, fake [?]
[?] straight [?]
'Bout time I let y'all know
First [?] known wherever I go
[?] red cup [?]
[?]
You n***as done got me mad
All you n***as [?]
FK fucking [?] n***a, don't act like you ain't heard
This the word
On the beat
[?] y'all [?]
No time for that bullshit, [?] my music
[?] what's new
[?] cool
Fuck y'all [?] get off my set
And let me do my fucking [?]

[Chorus: Ali]
Yeah
Welcome to the movement
Yeah
This is the conclusion
Yeah
You winning or you losing
Yeah
All I hear is
[Verse 2: Strap]
Three wheeling when I pull out
I'm so cold, make a n***a want to chill out
And I talk [?] head out
[?] dreams [?] out
[?] like Diddy with [?]
Hater, valay park my [?]
Y'all n***as ain't [?]
Ask me do I care
Pockets like a president's, bitch, I am the mayor
Rich [?] playing fare
Swear, I'm better than y'all
Better than [?] better than hard
Moving on my own like a ouija board
Got the kush rolled up, that's what we be on
I'm so motherfucking [?]
Motherfucking that, motherfucking this
Girl that you with, on my motherfucking dick
Oh you didn't know, well now you motherfucking did
Rich, bitch, take a motherfucking pic
[?] I'm the motherfucking shit
Crack in the flesh, take a motherfucking sniff
I'm the motherfucking man, in this motherfucking bitch
I'm rich

[Chorus: Ali]
Yeah
Welcome to the movement
Yeah
This is the conclusion
Yeah
You winning or you losing
Yeah
All I hear is
[Verse 3: Machine Gun Kelly]
Kells!
What the fuck y'all thought?
Man I really live it, what the fuck y'all talk?
Couple hundred bands [?] my name
You think I care about what the fuck y'all 'bout?
Fuck that [?] fuck that Maybach
Fuck whatever [?] you ate at
Fuck any rapper that gets mad 'cause I say that
And fuck whatever radio station [?] play that
Fuck that chain, fuck your name
Matter fact, you know what, fuck this game
Everybody in the indostry [?] dick suckers, man, fuck them lames
[?] fuck them [?]
[?] fuck my brain
Man, I been the shit, fuck them stanes
Machine Gun Kelly, so I up that thang
Then I killed my kids
What the fuck?
Yes, I did
Then put your wife's mouth on my dick, [?] fuck that bitch
Lost my lid, don't go find it
Boy [?] fucking [?]
All of these rappers mad, but they can't do shit
Fuck them, now rewind it, bitch
[Chorus: Ali]
Yeah
Welcome to the movement
Yeah
This is the conclusion
Yeah
You winning or you losing
Yeah
All I hear is


[Verse 4: Ali]
Bla
Bla
Bla
Bla
Nodda, nodda, nodda damn thing
You n***as pussy, you couldn't even pull a hamstring
These fake n***as done got me crunk off in this damn thang
Eh, hol up
Where your Benz at?
Where all that money you be talking? You ain't spent that
This n***a [?] half of his rhymes
Talking 'bout trappin in [?] say he fucking these dimes

[Verse 5: Quez]
Hol up, Ali, why are you attacking these guys?
We already know these n***as a bitch in disguise
They just hop on beats, and start spitting they lies
And this a P.S.A. from them Differenter guys
You feel me?