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Preach, preach, wooh You can't get no money watchin' somebody else's back Worry 'bout yourself Fuck the law, they took every friend that I had And left me stuck with the fake ones I guess they did get the last laugh And fuck that bitch that I loved, oh she did me bad She gave my pussy away, sucked that shit up, went got them racks And I put my feelings in that duffle bag 130, 30 Stone of cook outside that building where I hustle at And oh I made my momma sad, I did So broke I wore the same clothes in a Different way but I had enough of that Now preach (count it up, count it up) Them hoes wasn't talkin' to me (they wasn't) Now when they talk, it's a fee, cha-ching And that car that I drove was on E Now the bezel and Rollie on freeze, it's on me I keep getting whacked in my dreams By niggas that grew up with me, I can't sleep I just got down on my knees Thank the Lord for saving me But keep your head up young nigga, they hope you fall Stack your bread up lil nigga, that ain't your dawg Fuck that ho and let her go, that ain't your broad You gotta show 'em you hard when they think you soft Better watch your back young nigga, lil nigga better watch your back Get off your ass, go get that bag, go chase that sack If you get jammed better shut your mouth, can't be no rat And better keep that gun, where I come from it be like that For every night I laid my head down Told God watch over my son Thank him for all that he done The tables turned when mine's spinnin' 'round I was just broke in the slums Got rich, came back like a don, bitch I won If I don't do nothin' else with my life I told myself I did aight, I had fun And this for all of my kids When they listen to this, know we up Preach I told my son that you gotta be me And keep it low key when you move through the streets, don't be dumb And this for my daughter, lil girl you a queen Don't be fuckin' for nothin', just wait on a ring Baby girl 'cause these lil boys be tellin' lies They just want what's in your jeans, wake up And just know daddy your man And I'll be your best friend, straight up Keep your head up young nigga, they hope you fall Stack your bread up lil nigga, that ain't your dawg And fuck that ho and let her go, that ain't your broad You gotta show 'em you hard when they think you soft Better watch your back young nigga, lil nigga better watch your back Get off your ass, go get that bag, go chase that sack If you get jammed better shut your mouth, can't be no rat Better keep that gun, where I come from it be like that