Piece of My Heart lyrics

[Verse: Conway the Machine]
Yeah, uh
Like DMX said;
If it takes for me to suffer, for my brother to see the light
Give me my pain, motherf*cker (Give me my pain)
Yeah, give me my pain, motherf*cker (I'd die for my brothers, n*gga)
I’d walk through hell, fire, flames for my brothers (Facts)
Machine Gun died, lost a piece of my heart (For real)
Hold up let me speak from the heart (Let me talk to y'all)
Wish he was here to see West ice his neck and drive many foreigns
To see Griselda pop, to see Benny flourish (You see the weather, right?)
Wish he could see how we put on in New York City for him (Uh)
I hate the fact that I gotta pour out all this Henny for him (This sh*t is crazy)
Uh, and I'm just out here living for him (I miss my n*gga, man)
sh*t, everything we accomplish we did it for him (Facts)
I can’t let these n*ggas in the hood aggravate me (Not at all)
I got my deal, n*ggas ain't even congratulate me (I thought you f*cked with me, my n*gga)
I'm thinkin' damn he been had to hate me (For real)
Hah, n*ggas just probably mad they ain't me, hehe
Stacking all this cash they pay me (Uh)
Two Ferraris in my driveway black and navy, pack the black .380
That's for safety, uh (woo), neck look like I sold crack in the 80's (Talk to 'em!)
That’s a fact I keep the mac on me daily (Woo)

[Outro: Conway the Machine]
Yeah, Machine, b*tch, you know what’s up now
I walk through hell, fire, and flames for my brothers, man
Love my n*ggas, see what we doing, we like six for six right now
We putting up Jordan numbers, n*gga, hahaha
Supreme Blientele, Hitler 6, A Friend of Ours
Motherf*ckin' Tana Talk 3, Blakk Tape, Everybody Is F.O.O.D
I mean it’s been a beautiful year, hahaha, yeah, it's been a real beautiful year, n*gga (Did it all for you)
Everybody Is F.O.O.D. 2, Eat What U Kill, n*gga
This sh*t getting spooky, man
We taking this sh*t over at a phenomenal rate (We taking over)
I can't complain, n*gga, we eating good, we living good
sh*t for Chine Gun Black, man, God bless his soul
We gonna make sure we keep running this sh*t, n*gga
Keep mashing the gas on you f*ck n*ggas
Keep my foot on these n*ggas' necks, Shay
I got a lot on my shoulder, n*ggas
I’m the inspiration to you n*ggas, that sh*t take a lot
That sh*t take a toll on me, but I'm The Machine, n*gga
We built for this, n*gga, we come from the bottom
Hah, remember a few years ago I had nothing, n*gga (I had nothing)
Now look at me (Now look at me, did it all for you)