Spur Willy - I'ma Preach lyrics

[Introduction: Spur Willy] Y'all tryin' to get them issues with me while I be on the way? I be makin' a new gang, ya know. Calling ourselves the Kuers-A Trues, man. Aye, feel my music, hear my raps, n***a. Yeah. b**h-n***a, y'all go on, tell the world, I'm Back! Now let's preach Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye- [Chorus: Spur Willy] I hear y'all talking sh**, cut that sh** you say. (Cut what you say n***a) You claim you gotta b**h, I'll claim two in a day n***a you ain't got no style, best gone walk away n***a you ain't make it through the Trial, ain't that sh** sad to say It's sad to say I'm right For you n***as playing games, you n***as getting shot on sight I'm downright outright, so fast like a flash of light, ight? Make it through the Twin Trials like Easily Pa**ed Breezy Preach all this sh** like Jeezy Gotta little sleazy Like DC, (the government) The sh** I do is hard, but I make it look easy [Verse 1: Spur Willy] So I Take the highway everyday Never take the low road, never horseplay, never catch a case At school on an A-Day Keep them grades up, might as well cos grade A is what I demonstrate I be the sh** living day by day Don't let n***a, go ahead, say okay. (Right?) Everyday an' every moment of my life true Man if you can't get the rhythm, n***a f** you Bout to make another f**ing breakthrough Just attend to, every little thing I do Don't come around, better know I'm f**ing through with you Don't come abound, I'ma fight with my whole crew This should be preached in the church, like taboo Hit me up a like, online like yahoo Show me some respect, high an' mighty like baboo Look at me a G, an' I don't even gotta tattoo Drop the mic hard, I done aced another interview Be the scorecard, I be stared, like kung fu Look at me now, never simmer down that revenue You look in my account, you ain't nowhere near that avenue So happy you knew me, now you be looking to Jump around loud, now you proud like a kangaroo This what I preach day to day, it's like a review This that I preach day to day, it's never untrue An' ah I wanna moment for this preach Give me time, one more moment I'll be finished with this speech An' ah Gotta break into that chorus line Another one, (another one) Got DJ Khaled with this vine. (Yeahhh) [Hook: Spur Willy] So I'ma preach I'ma preach about them shiny sandy shores We Big in Atlanta, but let's go back, to the hood where I was born So I'ma preach I'ma preach looking hood an' good for the Golden State Many miles up off the ground, ballin' in that interstate I'ma preach. (I'ma preach) I'ma preach. (I'ma preach) An' I'ma preach, an' I'ma preach, an' I'ma preach Yeah An' I'ma preach, an' I'ma preach, an' I'ma preach Yeah, yeah [Verse 2: Spur Willy] Guess I Don't think you n***as understand me Trap beat music, read my rhymes in 3-D Same thing ain't gone be said about your PC Glance inside your home, VHS an' no TV Then you come around here like you a queen bee Buzzing all about how you rich, making that money n***a if there's a point A, you in point D Snapback on my life, been winning G Snapback right there, you a wannabe n***a in the game too deep, he in Tennessee Locked up, locked tight, The Penitentiary Reinforced brick wall, there ain't no escapee This should be preached in the church ASAP n***as got fire, they already in the third degree My n***as be fired, yet we cool like icetea We ain't talking fired, don't you start being carefree I don't give a f**, if that n***a don't like me Finesse all that sh**, make that n***a get feisty Look at me brawling out, you can't stop me Preach it all down an' out, I be the nominee Realest n***a here, the one an' only, Spur Willy Jump into Light Speed Space an' you'll concur with me Sitting there eating your sh**, while I be eating turkey Sitting there beating your sh**, I finna rap a story Wanna catch my rhymes, n***a you gone find yourself in a hurry Gone slip hard on your a**, n***a you gone find yourself in the slurry I just wanna let it go I'ma Preach!! [Hook Ending: Spur Willy] So I'ma preach I'ma preach about them shiny sandy shore Big in Atlanta, but let's go back, to the hood where I was born So I'ma preach I'ma preach looking hood an' good for the Golden State Many miles up off the ground, ballin' in that interstate I'ma preach. (I'ma preach) I'ma preach. (I'ma preach) An' I'ma preach, an' I'ma preach, an' I'ma preach Yeah An' I'ma preach, an' I'ma preach, an' I'ma preach Yeah, yeah Preach, an' I'ma preach, an' I'ma preach Yeah Looking good for the Golden State Many off miles up off the ground, balling in the interstate I'ma preach An' I'ma preach, an' I'ma preach, an' I'ma preach Yeah, yeah, yeah