Kreezy Rax - Street Preacher

Mmmmmm Aye aye aye aye aye aye Aye too much money ain't no
I blow Lawyer Money just lawyer fees I Dropped it Off das Lawyer money
You get Slaughtered in Dis bitch you Know da Boy get money
I run down If you get Den you ain't Get it from Me ima Don
I'm dunking On these Niggas Andre Drummond
(Yea yea yea) I fucked yo bitch and Then I passed her off (Yea)
I hit yo Bitch and then I passed her off (Yea) I Be flyer then the pastor dog (Aye)
Didn't have no perks I took a aderol

I gave my lawyer 15 bands just so I Can beat dis case (Rax)
I gave my young nigga 5 bands to try Come knock off yo face (Sphhh)
If ever I'm down bad I swear ain't Nobody safe (Nobody safe)
You can ask around about me it's a Fact no I don't play (Nope)
First time I shot a nigga I was only About 8 (I was 8)
When I started get dem loads I 16 Was wit dat weight (Kay kay Kay)
Polo use to get em to me I had dat Shit gone in one day (Skrr skrr)
Use to move dat shit so fast my plug He couldn't keep up da pace (Yoom)
I flew out west to get pack and loaded Up my Chevrolet (My Chevrolet)
Yung nigga beating up dat trap I'm Throwing bo's like Cassius clay (Bow bow bow)
Niggas like 2 run Dey mouth until Dey get Hit wit dis tre (You a lil bitch)
Ler my money do the talking I don't Got too much to say (No I don't talk)
Please don't leave chick around me Its a chance she might get slayed
(She might get slayed)
Oh das yo bitch I dick her down and Send her back she on the way (She ona way)
Dat new corvette it's bout to drop I Want don't wanna wait (I want it now)
Dey was sleeping ona watch dis Money get em wake (Rax)
Feds tried to bag a nigga like Kyrie Irving I shake and bake (I shake n bake)
I see dem sirens in my rear I hit da Gas fuck da brakes (Skrrrrr)
I did 130 past a trooper wit a big Blunt in my face
I made 200 in 6 months while you Was looking for a bae
Niggas love me in my hood when Dey Pull up Dey be like aye
When your mixtape bout to drop
I'm like It's coming out like any day (Ahhh ahhhh)
I wasn't supposed to make it out but Somehow I found a way
I calling up my nigga June he goin Shoot yo ass in May (Bow bow)
I fell in love wit dis bitch and then She turnt into a snake (Into a snake)
So I don't put none past a soul Anyone can be a snake (Yeh yeh)
Niggas still saving des hoes I don't Got Nothing 2 say (Ol Superman ass)
I didn't know u was Superman where Da fuck you get ya cape (Ahahah)
I'm in a coupe wit a hunnit bands Riding on some dealer plates (Skrrr skrrr)
Got dis chopper on me nigga I might Shoot you in ya face (Yeh yeh)
If it Ain't about No money then I can't Come in today (Uh uh uh uh)
I just Fucked dis bitch from Instagram Then told her go away (Go away)
I Be dogging Out these hoes I can't Love em anyway (Nope)
I just get the Doe I be loving all these riches (Yea)
Niggas talking foul til they get hit Wit dat stick ( get hit wit dat stick)
Rax gang baby its a lick das a brick Yea (Aye) fuck da law fuck a Snitch (Aye aye)
Murder gang I never switch Yea (Aye) I be Higher den a bitch (High ass shit)
I'm bout to fly off In da Whip (Aye)

Written by:
Kresean Hoover Gaskins

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