Preach by Big Flock
Preach by Big Flock

Preach

Big Flock * Track #4 On Socially Awkward

Preach Lyrics

[Verse]
Right now I'm feelin' weak I need some sleep I'm tryna fight it
Miss my bitch when we don't speak, that type of pain, I can't describe it
It ain't no drug we cannot touch, we keep that shit like we prescribin'
I crashed the Tessie now I'm sick I should've drove on autopilot
But fuck it though, Flock he got that shit under his bubble coat
I'll stay thuggin' 'til I'm rugged, fuck you think I'm in the jungle for
The liquor help my pain and all the shit I had to struggle for
My dawg doing a bid, but his time short just like some Summer clothes
I be going through some shit, I just smile and take a shot
Everybody know I'm down but these same еyes done seen a lot
Tryna make it with this rap, causе this the shit I dreamed about
Chose that paper over pussy, 'cause that shit ain't even out
Reapply that pressure every time I leave 'cause ain't no lettin' out
Draco hit his ass right in his top, it ain't no gettin' up
Lil bitch want me fuck her raw, she want a nigga egg her up
And her sister is the plug, I fucked so I can set her up
Thinkin' 'bout the dawgs that I'm missin'
I been drinkin' back to back, it's fuckin' up my system
I think about C Diddy, lay a track and I get twisted
I remember being broke and asking God to fix it, nah for real

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