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real resilient _ preaching to the choir

intro:
tag: gouyard, you cap for that one
just like these cap_ass n_ggas
i was taught to move in silence
n_gga really don’t like doing too much talking
hear n_ggas talking ‘bout motion this, motion that
n_gga talking ‘bout a whole bunch of nothing
that’s why ion fuc with these n_ggas & i move how i move
know what i’m saying? sh_t speak for itself—ain’t no searching

verse:
ain’t no searching for the strap when i walk through the door
anytime i do a show, i walk in with them members
lil’ ass n_gga, but he got a shorter temper
switches chop a n_gga down, put his ass in that blender

oh, they must’ve thought that a n_gga wouldn’t rеmember
ain’t forgot sh_t!
no, it ain’t no coming back—ain’t sh_t left to rеkindle
you could never ride this wave, b_tch, i’m too influential
it’s like my diamonds hit harder with the lights dimmer

all the motion i’m having, this sh_t setting off sensors
i don’t like these n_ggas, bite everything that i do
i should take my time out & get them fitted for some dentures
i’ll cut a b_tch water short for something so simple
i could care less ‘bout you being bad—i’m standing on principles
at the same time, i’m breaking on hoes
changing errol spence, take a b_tch mind & leave it reassembled

b_tch, i’m stiffer than any n_gga that switched on me
so act like you the reason this extendo got a stick on it
make a n_gga get going
i’ma need parental advisory ‘cause the d_ck showing

i promise i’ll never stop going in like i’m rich homie
i’m my own competition, & n_ggas feel like i’m sh_tting on ‘em
glock 40 got a kick, don’t it?
stepped on him in some rick owens

told them n_ggas walk light—they come outside tip_toeing
fucc it, then backdoor him
n_ggas play parts, forensics on the scene while his momma yelling “oh lord!”
i’m at home like nothing happened, getting head, watching ozark

doc walked inside the room to break the news like, “ma’am, i’m so sorry”
when we spin your residential, only time i’m in a four_door
i think it’s ‘bout time you re_evaluate the mf scorecard
i be outside, but they never go for it

foot on they neck while these voices in my conscience tell me “go hard”
get the fucc out the way—i’m finna bogart
piano_playing n_gga, feeling like i’m mozart
bounty on his head sitting in a goyard (bag)
since they like to stunt with no sh_t to show for it
they ain’t fuccin’ with me—so on & so forth
double r’s tatted on me—don’t stand for rolls_royce
pressure on you n_ggas, they wasn’t leaving rougish no choice

the way they pocket_watching, i was left no other option
i can feel n_ggas plotting—smoke a n_gga like bin laden
i’m a nawfghanistan n_gga, leave your ho moist
no, i’m nothing like them other n_ggas—never tried to fit in with you

family, if you tied in, ion got no homeboys
ion ride no n_gga wave, had to go my course
raw n_gga, had to roll a opp in a cone joint
feel like i’m preaching to the choir—i’m a pastor, no troy

y’all be the loudest in the room—still ain’t making no noise

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