Greed prod DJ Infamous lyrics

[Hook: Conway the Machine]
Wake up every morning, got to count something
Grinding all night, my b*tch think I was out f*cking
Little homie said he itching, he need to out something
Army fatigues, long rifle like he out hunting

[Verse 1]
I got a table full of contraband
I let my b*tches bag it while I count the bands
My young boys love to let them choppers blam
Play the field with them drums like a f*cking college band
AutoStar button rims on my auto chrome
I got em two for whatever, I’m in my auto zone
I flew to get him then I brought him home
Got on the phone, hit bro and told my dawg we on
Too much money to fit in the safe
I pray this money don’t get me a case
Fly to Miami, plug lived to get me some ace
It been a good week, I’ma get me a case
Word to the holy Quran, I dump this 5th in your face
Presi suite at the Royal Palm and your b*tch in my face
Robin Jeans, racks stuffed in them
Streets is full of f*ck n*ggas, I don’t f*ck with them

[Bridge]
Greed
Greed
Greed
Greed
[Hook]
Wake up every morning, got to count something
Grinding all night, my b*tch think I was out f*cking
Little homie said he itching, he need to out something
Army fatigues, long rifle like he out hunting

[Verse 2]
I’m just trying to get my bread right
Yeah, I’m getting head, running red lights
Yeah, I got a 2 liter of red sprite
You talking like you balling, homie, but your bread light
Brother been in the feds twice
My other n*gga got fed life (free my n*gga)
Blew five racks at Onyx on a dead night
Real thick b*tch have my di*k hard as a lead pipe
I hate a f*ck n*gga with a passion
I bought a chopper for my 16 year old assassin
Getting all this money, I started developing habits
Like every night, I gotta get head from a bad b*tch
Sleep on me if you want, you’ll be dead on your mattress
Goons show up to your wake and put lead in your casket
My whole attitude is “f*ck n*ggas”
They got a little bread, but they’re still f*ck n*ggas

[Bridge]
Greed
Greed
Greed
Greed
[Hook]
Wake up every morning, got to count something
Grinding all night, my b*tch think I was out f*cking
Little homie said he itching, he need to out something
Army fatigues, long rifle like he out hunting