Preach

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Wow, I really like the beat
 I got some shit up on my chest
 I think it's time I preach it's time I preach
 Yeah, yeah, it's time I preach
 Yeah, yeah, it's time I preach
 If I don't got real shit to say, then I don't make a sound (preach)
 I was number 1 at losing, now it seem we run the town (preach)
 I've been climbing up them ropes
 Now I can't seem to get me down (preach)
 And my homies that I came with be the only ones around (preach)
 Ain't too good at this trap shit (dope)
 But I can do a backflip (dope)
 Land on my feet on the beat, I don't need no practice (woah)
 I been at this (woah), got tactics (woah)
 See the shit I'm doing right here
 That gon' get my ass around the atlas
 Everybody talking this and that about the kid
 But if you look a little more you ain't gotta find a clue
 Moment that you think you got me figured out me,
 Me figured out I be coming out the blue
 White boy with no tattoos, I don't grip dezzy's like Papoose
 But I got bangers and that's truth
 Maybe this here moment been past due
 Skating down the street with my pants low
 I could write a hit song to a fucking banjo
 Overtop of crickets with the cowbell ringing in the back
 Played by a drunk homie named Samuel (wow)
 Got one thing right, sip a little juice up on a Monday night
 Dreamt about this shit (hey)
 Way before I ever knew we one day might (we go)
 Now I'm feeling super duper cool
 Ain't nobody used to mess with us but now they super do
 When they ask me why I do it, I say I do it for you
 S'why I got up in the stu' so I could drop you something new
 I'm sayin'
 Wow, I really like the beat
 I got some shit up on my chest
 I think it's time I preach it's time I preach
 Yeah, yeah, it's time I preach
 Yeah, yeah, it's time I preach
 If I don't got real shit to say, then I don't make a sound (preach)
 I was number 1 at losing, now it seem we run the town (preach)
 I've been climbing up them ropes
 Now I can't seem to get me down (preach)
 And my homies that I came with be the only ones around (preach)
 Who the hella hell am I, hey, hmm? (hey)
 Pulling out that driveway, hmm? (hey)
 Wrote this shit on Thursday, hmm? (hey)
 Put 'er out on Friday, hmm? (hey)
 Hold it down everywhere we go (we go)
 I'm the Lost Boy Rufio (hey yo)
 On my fucking Judge Judy flow
 I'm calling shots from the booth in the studio
 Everybody wanna get a little bit of something
 When you got it how we got it when we pull it out the oven
 I'm just saying how I feel, I ain't searching for no lovin'
 But we get it anyway, fuck, give ya bro a hug and
 I'ma probably give it back like twice as hard (right)
 New flow coming off twice as odd (right)
 Probably 'cause I got like twice the odds
 Against me before I even got to write a bar
 I'm going off like I said I would
 Ahead of my time like ya never ever bet I would
 Redefined my par so I kinda found a better good
 Even a better great, I even found a better excelente
 Rap about my life, I don't rap about theirs
 Sleeping on the couch before I got upstairs
 Waking up at noon playing video games
 Instead of living what I'm doing with my raps right here
 Up, up, up and I been down, that futon line was true
 I was bumming at my job and got adopted by my crew
 I had dreams to tell my story, living, loving what I do
 Now when they ask me why I do it I say I do it for you
 I'm sayin'
 Wow, I really like the beat
 I got some shit up on my chest
 I think it's time I preach it's time I preach
 Yeah, yeah, it's time I preach
 Yeah, yeah, it's time I preach
 If I don't got real shit to say, then I don't make a sound (preach)
 I was number 1 at losing, now it seem we run the town (preach)
 I've been climbing up them ropes
 Now I can't seem to get me down (preach)
 And my homies that I came with be the only ones around (preach)
 Ain't nobody got nothing
 Everybody got something
 Consider this a Son thing
 Everybody go ahead and run thing and just preach
 Yeah, yeah, it's time we preach
 Yeah, yeah, it's time we preach
 If I don't got real shit to say, then I don't make a sound (preach)
 I was number 1 at losing, now it seem we run the town (preach)
 I've been climbing up them ropes
 Now I can't seem to get me down (preach)
 And my homies that I came with be the only ones around (preach)
 

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Duration
03:53
Key
10
Tempo
140 BPM

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