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preaching 2 the choir - real resilient lyrics

real resilient * preaching to the choir

intro:
tag: gouyard, you cap for that one
just like these cap*ass n*ggas
i was taught to move in silence
n*gga really don’t like doing too much talking
hear n*ggas talking ‘bout motion this, motion that
n*gga talking ‘bout a whole bunch of nothing
that’s why ion fuc with these n*ggas & i move how i move
know what i’m saying? sh*t speak for itself—ain’t no searching

verse:
ain’t no searching for the strap when i walk through the door
anytime i do a show, i walk in with them members
lil’ ass n*gga, but he got a shorter temper
switches chop a n*gga down, put his ass in that blender

oh, they must’ve thought that a n*gga wouldn’t rеmember
ain’t forgot sh*t!
no, it ain’t no coming back—ain’t sh*t left to rеkindle
you could never ride this wave, b*tch, i’m too influential
it’s like my diamonds hit harder with the lights dimmer

all the motion i’m having, this sh*t setting off sensors
i don’t like these n*ggas, bite everything that i do
i should take my time out & get them fitted for some dentures
i’ll cut a b*tch water short for something so simple
i could care less ‘bout you being bad—i’m standing on principles
at the same time, i’m breaking on hoes
changing errol spence, take a b*tch mind & leave it reassembled

b*tch, i’m stiffer than any n*gga that switched on me
so act like you the reason this extendo got a stick on it
make a n*gga get going
i’ma need parental advisory ‘cause the d*ck showing

i promise i’ll never stop going in like i’m rich homie
i’m my own competition, & n*ggas feel like i’m sh*tting on ‘em
glock 40 got a kick, don’t it?
stepped on him in some rick owens

told them n*ggas walk light—they come outside tip*toeing
fucc it, then backdoor him
n*ggas play parts, forensics on the scene while his momma yelling “oh lord!”
i’m at home like nothing happened, getting head, watching ozark

doc walked inside the room to break the news like, “ma’am, i’m so sorry”
when we spin your residential, only time i’m in a four*door
i think it’s ‘bout time you re*evaluate the mf scorecard
i be outside, but they never go for it

foot on they neck while these voices in my conscience tell me “go hard”
get the fucc out the way—i’m finna bogart
piano*playing n*gga, feeling like i’m mozart
bounty on his head sitting in a goyard (bag)
since they like to stunt with no sh*t to show for it
they ain’t fuccin’ with me—so on & so forth
double r’s tatted on me—don’t stand for rolls*royce
pressure on you n*ggas, they wasn’t leaving rougish no choice

the way they pocket*watching, i was left no other option
i can feel n*ggas plotting—smoke a n*gga like bin laden
i’m a nawfghanistan n*gga, leave your ho moist
no, i’m nothing like them other n*ggas—never tried to fit in with you

family, if you tied in, ion got no homeboys
ion ride no n*gga wave, had to go my course
raw n*gga, had to roll a opp in a cone joint
feel like i’m preaching to the choir—i’m a pastor, no troy

y’all be the loudest in the room—still ain’t making no noise

- real resilient lyrics

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