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keep preaching - bank moody lyrics

keep preaching
i ran out of money got a job got check and i flipped it
i was just chillin they was hating from a distance
i don’t go out cuz that’s when you feel the tension
never run in my socks you can never catch me slippin
big pippin no scottie
pimp c and bumb
underground king i know widefield love me
forever humble but only put god above me
lookin in the mirror that’s when sh*t gets ugly
roach blunt in the wood that’s when sh*t get lonely
if that’s yo girl why is yo b*tch on me
n*ggas talk behind my back and try to act like the homie
b*tchs say that loyal until they try to f*ck the brodie
that’s a god d*mn shame
all thesе god d*mn lames
lying for the fame just f*cking up thе game
you runnin out of money that’s when sh*t get strange
if you ain’t gotta dolla you’ll never pull a dame
you can feel my pain in the beat jay made that
i just wrote a verse made it short so you can play it back
corner back on a sneak blitz i had to take a sack
then sell the drugs to the white dudes playing hacky sack
grew up in the berbs throwing hands i ain’t have strap
weird black kids hiding dope in the f*nny pack
young black kids sum was trapping in the h&m
grounded i was stayin in
a lot people around me they was dyin rest in peace to jenn
sometimes you gotta take it in
that n*ggas really hatin him for no reason
spit fire in a cold demon
drop it’s not that deep but it can get deeper
i’m a peace seaker but if it’s beef im a meat clever
new b*tch and she cold diva
n*ggas griming they gone keep leaching
n*ggas lunch ima keep eating
i’m the voice and ima keep preaching

- bank moody lyrics

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