Preach Lyrics - Lil Durk

You would take a sip of that green, nah 

You'll hit the clean with the cut, yes 

Goofy smoke my weed, nah 

Your gun come with a beam, yes 

Alexander McQueen scarf 

Not for the drip, I cover the tats 

Might gotta shoot a nigga all in his back 

Nigga act like he a big dawg 

Everything he say out his mouth straight cap 

I call Von, he steer with the MAC 

I don't sip drink but I do miss Act' 

I know a young nigga that'll work this pack 

See him one time and he can't get a pass 

None of my shooters gon' put on a mask 

They gon' kill whoever they catch 

Nigga want gas, I'll put on a tax 

Nigga better run when that Hellcat scratch 

You can't come around, you don't boot up off x 

I can't come down, just give me my meds 

Only The Fam', ain't really got friends 

I spent two thousand on a pair of pants 

I'm real street, nigga, I need romance 

I told her come down, she don't suck with no hands 

Niggas ain't gang, they really be fans 

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They say when I talk, sound like I preach 

They say they love when I talk to the streets 

If you not real, stop talkin' to me 

If you not trill, stop talkin' to me, woah 

'Posed to be my brother, woah 

Showed your true colors 

Niggas actin' like they for us 

But I thought we had each other, woah 

We used to serve in the alley 

I talk to my pops on the tablet 

I fuck with the T's, they valid 

I fuck with the stones, they valid 

Prices lower than Cali' 

The flight's a thousand and somethin' 

But Ralo got caught on the private 

I hate all the cops with a passion 

Fast car, so I don't gotta stash it 

Too high, I keep bands near the glasses 

Bitch niggas, they make me the maddest 

I done seen niggas snitch on the status 

Killers slide in the night like Gladys 

From the hood where they flip off a mattress 

Where they light crack pipes for mattresses 

Where they try to put air in their baggies 

Where they'll try lower your standards 

Why you tryna get me on camera? 

Talkin' bout murders, I vanish 

And I want my plug to speak Spanish 

And I like my ho to be managed 

Where the feds did a sweep, it did damage 

Where the feds did a sweep, it did 

They say when I talk, sound like I preach 

They say they love when I talk to the streets 

If you not real, stop talkin' to me 

If you not trill, stop talkin' to me, woah 

'Posed to be my brother, woah 

Showed your true colors 

Niggas actin' like they for us 

But I thought we had each other, woah