Ntkay - Preach (feat. CraftyBadmon)

Yeah
If I told you the truth, then you'd never view me the same
I'm always half insane, my better half is kept in a cage
I was a kid when I felt like maybe I'm great
Maybe there's more to life than games
The road to riches is filled with snakes
They laugh at my face
But really ain't bros
I'm peeping their ways
They not on my road
They claiming my soul
But I never sold
Look at a nigga I'm 20 years old
Designer from head to my toes
I'm writing this flow
With a heavy heart
I know I'm straying to the dark
But I have to
My plans are five to one
I'm counting blessings all alone
Nobody asked me how am I
They just come through to spend
The money I got from the plug
I had to go give it to church
After the things that we did
I couldn't live with my self
The money I got from the plug
I had to go give it to church
After the things that we did
I couldn't live with my self
I couldn't
Pray, Preach
Pray, Preach
Pray, Preach
Pray, Preach
Pray, Preach
Pray, Preach
Pray, Preach
I don't preach I teach
Everything you say put rappers to sleep
Talkin is cheap, I be smiling when we meet
Put my heart on my sleeve once I speak, Martin Luther king
Everything I do feels like a competition
Rappers going against me gives them satisfaction
Once we in a field, you better protect your reputation
Once we start it off, no time for correction
I got no fear, God is my defence
I don't need reassurance
Fuck a life insurance
No offense in advance
Coming from the streets like a priest
Give away half of my life, in exchange for peace
Can I have a clearence please
I'm off the streets, I'm not a saint, but I'm tryna change
But I'm tryna change
The money I got from the plug
I had to go give it to church
After the things that we did
I couldn't live with my self
The money I got from the plug
I had to go give it to church
After the things that we did
I couldn't live with my self
I couldn't
Pray, Preach
Pray, Preach
Pray, Preach
Pray, Preach
Pray, Preach
Pray, Preach
Pray, Preach
My momma gon pray for me
I know that that's enough
If you don't fuck with me
You really outta luck
Cause my days long
My chains long
All the liquor I paid for but
I heard that
Sleep is for the rich
But I need peace
I need silence like a Buddhas monk
I heard that
My days are numbered
Fuck the liars
I been going undercover
Tryna find some peace and solace
Know I'm covered
My momma gon pray
Still tryna make my own way
The money I got from the plug
I had to go give it to church
After the things that we did
I couldn't live with my self
(I had to go give it to church)

Written by:
Ntokozo Njani, Tsebo Mogakwe

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