Preach

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Ayy, they tried to bury us, right?
 They ain't know we was C's though
 Grew up to some crazy shit
 Ten milli' on me now, you ain't know that, did you?
 And somethin' low-key on your block, you ain't know that, did you?
 Had to cut into an opp like, "You ain't on that, is you?"
 "You ain't on that, is you? You ain't on that, is you?"
 (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
 The shit I rap be facts, I ain't just droppin' bars
 Bro'nem could see a carseat, they still gon' chop the car
 I ain't trippin' if the police get my opps
 Them niggas ain't finna survive in prison, my niggas got the yards
 Them Detroit niggas want me to keep that same flow
 But that ain't what get them millions, I can't, bro
 You know a lot of niggas scared to make that change, though
 You gotta do it, get money, that's how the game go
 Real nigga 'round these weird niggas, I don't fit in
 House up on the hills, gotta rock climb to get in
 It ain't one nigga I can call and borrow a band
 I ain't trippin', though, 'cause the banker let me borrow M's
 Yeah, we can do that debit and that credit talk
 Tell your mans face to face 'fore I blow his expression off
 You know what I used to do to get that cheddar, dawg
 I was robbin' stores for that vault, like, "Don't set it off"
 Ten milli' on me now, you ain't know that, did you?
 And somethin' low-key on your block, you ain't know that, did you?
 Had to cut into an opp like, "You ain't on that, is you?"
 "You ain't on that, is you? You ain't on that, is you?"
 Blue faces on me, bust down, little thottie
 I was pushin' foreigns through the East before Gotti
 They came to chop bricks, you don't wanna see karate
 Free my niggas ridin' under the five, almighty
 Ayy, know I fuck with G's and some Crips too
 Boy, your ho a bitch and you a bitch too
 Boy don't let them niggas get you slumped
 'Cause when you dead, they gon' still live they life and have fun
 It's a difference from preachin', speakin' from experience
 All the shit I been through, I remember
 Niggas say I changed for material
 Boy, is you illiterate?
 Nigga, you know what the fuck I risked for this?
 Nigga, you know what I risked for my wrist?
 Rest in peace my opp, nigga, you ain't gon' be missed
 Besides get on Instagram and diss, your niggas ain't finna do shit
 We gon' coexist until I want them niggas picked
 Ten milli' on me now, you ain't know that, did you?
 And somethin' low-key on your block, you ain't know that, did you?
 Had to cut into an opp like, "You ain't on that, is you?"
 "You ain't on that, is you? You ain't on that, is you?"
 I don't regret the shit I did wrong, naw
 But I regret the shit I did for the wrong people
 MarMar in and out the hole like he ain't tryna come home
 Bro, you only got a year left, chill, you at the door, nigga
 Got all this money waitin' on you, all these hoes, nigga
 When I see niggas, I just see a lot of hoes, nigga
 How you gonna go to work with me when you broke, nigga?
 Huh? Tell these niggas make it make sense
 They run the streets night and day, still ain't made shit
 Got this .40 in my hand, it ain't on my hip
 Niggas say they on my ass, more like on my dick
 Nigga, ah
 Ten milli' on me now
 And somethin' low-key on your block
 You ain't on that, is you? You ain't on that, is you?
 Ten milli' on me now
 On me now
 

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Duration
02:51
Key
1
Tempo
97 BPM

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