Give & Give Lyrics by Conway the Machine & Cool & Dre

As I walk the streets alone
Sometimes you gotta walk alone
Wondering which way to go
Please, take my hand
Take my hand
Come on, take my hand and lead me

Look, imported foreigns, this currency, I get more and more
And more from touring, leave Florida then I perform in Europe
PJ soaring, the PJ pouring before I’m boarding
In Bora Bora with Laura Lauren and Maura Adoren
Like Bishop rollin’, the forty below my .44 in
It’s getting spooky, it’s ugly for ’em like Tyrone Corbin
She dick riding another rapper, I’m more important
If this a war then there’s .223’s, we Jordan scoring
Of course it’s flawless, if ever you see some water on him
I’m nominated for Grammys, Mary, Good Morning Gorgeous
Soon as I sit in the Lamborghini I floor the Urus
So captivating my verses that they ignore the chorus
I’m the grim reaper to rappers and I got more to torment
It’s more like torture, these ain’t just verses, I’m water boarding
It’s gory-gory, my aura more of a horror story
The forty pourin’, I wet up they street, I’m Stormin’ Norman
They try to cut off my power but I kept soarin’, soarin’
Might get out of my vessel just to explore the orbit
I ain’t normal but people knew I was sure to flourish
A couple albums recorded and I got more in storage
Been getting so hot lately that I could torch a forest
Aventador playin’ Wale, shout out my bro Folarin
N*** talking but they can barely afford they mortgage
You think of top ten rappers, I’m thinking more the Forbes list
This ain’t just a new mansion, nah, this more a fortress
Matter fact, I’ma call it House of A Thousand Corpses
Of course it’s the Machine of Tiffany Forces
Ordering Porsches, Ferraris coming in assortments

Give me something to hold onto
Give me something to hold onto
Give me something to hold onto
Come on
As I walk the streets alone
Wondering which way to go
Please, take my hand
Come on, take my hand and lead me