[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, nigga. Yeah. Bitch-nigga, 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 shit, cut that shit you say. (Cut what you say nigga)
You claim you gotta bitch, I’ll claim two in a day
Nigga you ain’t got no style, best gone walk away
Nigga you ain’t make it through the Trial, ain’t that shit sad to say
It’s sad to say I’m right
For you niggas playing games, you niggas getting shot on sight
I’m downright outright, so fast like a flash of light, ight?
Make it through the Twin Trials like Easily
Passed Breezy
Preach all this shit like Jeezy
Gotta little sleazy
Like DC, (the government)
The shit 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 shit living day by day
Don’t lie nigga, go ahead, say okay. (Right?)
Everyday an’ every moment of my life true
Man if you can’t get the rhythm, nigga fuck you
Bout to make another fucking breakthrough
Just attend to, every little thing I do
Don’t come around, better know I’m fucking 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 Gee, 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 niggas 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
Nigga if there’s a point A, you in point D
Snapback on my life, been winning G
Snapback right there, you a wannabe
Nigga 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
Niggas got fire, they already in the third degree
My niggas be fired, yet we cool like icetea
We ain’t talking fired, don’t you start being carefree
I don’t give a fuck, if that nigga don’t like me
Finesse all that shit, make that nigga get feisty
Look at me brawling out, you can’t stop me
Preach it all down an’ out, I be the nominee
Realest nigga here, the one an’ only, Spur Willy
Jump into Light Speed Space an’ you’ll concur with me
Sitting there eating your shit, while I be eating turkey
Sitting there beating your shit, I finna rap a story
Wanna catch my rhymes, nigga be in a hurry
Gone slip hard on your ass, nigga be 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, 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
