F.A.M Finesse - Two Preachers

Yeah
You know I been baptized before
Just to wash away my sins we might need two preachers
Whole squad was in the field like we aint have no bleachers
I was steady giving my last when I was barely eating
Niggas fallout when niggas die that shit fuck up my grieving
Got me rolling back to back im smoking facials chiefen
Momma held her own now she up state serving sixty seasons
I almost lost my mind a thousand times for sixty reasons
Cant no nigga switch up on the gang an say he aint mean it
Just to wash away my sins we might need two preachers
Whole squad was in the field like we aint have no bleachers
I was steady giving my last when I was barely eating
Niggas fallout when niggas die that shit fuck up my grieving
Got me rolling back to back im smoking facials chiefen
Momma held her own now she up state serving sixty seasons
I almost lost my mind a thousand times for sixty reasons
Cant no nigga switch up on the gang an say he aint mean it

Some situations I aint dress I think its best I leave it
Every night I count my earnings business keeps me up early
In the street for like ten years I cant change im keeping it on me
Move militant with the gang p&qs when I move doly
Think im cocky I think im humble
I know any second it could be over
Cops patted me down even touched the packs in my pocket they aint notice
I don't believe in luck
I know my angels watching over
Better believe in finesse I had to go an get a check
Im bout my money and my respect
I don't believe in having debt
Im knowing everything im doing gone have some type of effect
Hit the boxing bag in the gym im tronna tame what's in my head
Every night we was on go my boys know for catching wreck
Different mothers but we brothers
Got it tatted on my flesh
Everybodys having kids gotta be ready for what next
Cant control what happens when im gone
Building a legacy for them
Gone teach them how to keep it longevity for them
Ever since I been this focused ion feel like I got no friends
On the real I just want all this covid shit to end
My grandma see my face her memory start kicking in
Wish I was humble like my uncles
Growing up I stayed in trouble
Strong arming niggas
Fell back but im still part of the muscle
Ian never duck no rumble
We was quick to get it jumping
They hated thought we was bluffing
Then we bloomed turnt nothing to something

Just to wash away my sins we might need two preachers
Whole squad was in the field like we aint have no bleachers
I was steady giving my last when I was barely eating
Niggas fallout when niggas die that shit fuck up my grieving
Got me rolling back to back im smoking facials chiefen
Momma held her own now she up state serving sixty seasons
I almost lost my mind a thousand times for sixty reasons
Cant no nigga switch up on the gang an say he aint mean it
Cant no nigga switch up on the gang an say he aint mean it
Cant no nigga switch up on the gang an say he aint mean it
Cant no nigga switch up on the gang an say he aint mean it

Written by:
Daisean Benn

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