Conway the Machine
Salute Me
[Intro]
Yeah, man
Stressed out like a motherfucker
Leave me the fuck alone, n***a
For real

[Chorus]
I got my own problems on my brain, that's why I've been getting high all day (Smoking)
I keep my gun on me, you think I'ma let some bullshit slide, no way (Picture that, n***a)
I don't tolerate no disrespect, you watch your mouth when you talking to a G, n***a (Watch your fucking mouth, n***a)
Go 'head, think I'm playing with you, homie, I promise, motherfucker, you gon' see (Gon' see what it is, n***a)
N***as better salute me (Real talk)
N***a, you better salute me, salute me (I ain't playing with you, n***a)
N***as better salute me
N***a, you better salute me, salute me (Gon' learn today, n***a, yeah)

[Verse]
Blow a Swisher with dread
I shoot the feds, but I'd rather pick the fifth up instead
And I've been on it like that since I got blicked in my head
And I've been spitting like it's a computer chip in my head (Woo)
Smell the sour aroma
Every other hour, the sour keeping me in and out of a coma (Yeah)
Made a hundred thou' without a diploma
Standing on the couches in Onyx blowing chronic like I was the owner
Mention my name and thirty shells pop
Get a shell in your top
Thirty bands and the Jordan 12s rock
DMX said, "It's dark and hell's hot"
Get yourself shot
N***as wishing that I fell from the top (Picture that, woo)
Flew to Cali and shipped the sour back (Huh?)
Time is money and you can't get an hour back (Huh?)
Had a minor setback, but now I'm back
I'm riding 'round with the Tommy in the Ghost to get my power back
Look, you lil' n***as get in fucking line (Huh?)
Think you fucking with me, n***a, you out your fucking mind? (Huh?)
I mean, can't you n***as see that it's my fucking time?
August Alsina, is you n***as going fucking blind?
Any problem, then let's address it (Come on)
Might smack your mama to send a message (Huh?)
They reckless online, then apologize in your DM
'Cause you know I'ma clap 'em soon as I see 'em (For real)
I ain't no rapper, I'm a god, my shit is classic
My shit is like a raw brick still in plastic (Yeah)
Look, you need to cool it, n***a
You better act like you wanna keep your life before you lose it, n***a (Woo)
'Cause I will lose it, n***a
I will throw all this shit away and have people saying I'm stupid, n***a
Look, this is homicide rap
Heard these n***as wanted the drama, well, I'll provide that (Yeah)
And be with ten lil' n***as when I slide back
Dirty dreads and thirties, you thinking you in Chiraq (Brrt)
I greenlight it, the tools spray, it's your doomsday
On a Tuesday while I sip on the D'USSÉ (Drinkin')
Bitches love me like the old Cool J
D Squared tee, Just Don Jordan 2's and they cool grey (Woo)
This for them n***as that really move yay
Fifty shots in the clip for n***as thinking I do play (Brrt)
[Chorus]
I got my own problems on my brain, that's why I've been getting high all day (Smoking)
I keep my gun on me, you think I'ma let some bullshit slide, no way (Picture that, n***a)
I don't tolerate no disrespect, you watch your mouth when you talking to a G, n***a (Watch your fucking mouth, n***a)
Go 'head, think I'm playing with you, homie, I promise, motherfucker, you gon' see (Gon' see what it is, n***a)
N***as better salute me (Real talk)
N***a, you better salute me, salute me (I ain't playing with you, n***a)
N***as better salute me
N***a, you better salute me, salute me (Gon' learn today, n***a, yeah)