YOUNG PREACHER

Yeah, Young Preacher

Shit, that ass on supervision

Young Preacher, fucking every choir mistress

My brain fucked up, kinda need an intervention

Young Preacher, and, I ain't never been superstitious

Fuck that energy, I fuck whoever I want

'Til I put uh, inside that uh, 'ssy, we ain't talking too much

Can't no shawty trap a ****

Be on 'em hard, and trap beats

Run 'em tracks like an athlete

You will never have my kids but

By chance or by happenstance

I pull out even with rubber in every circumstance

'Cause I'm a real ass ****

If I ever have a kid, he'll be a real ass ****

'Cause I'ma raise that ****, I ain't gong dip like my daddy

We talking now but it was hard in the beginnin'

We was flat broke, one-room apartment in the ghetto

Drove by last year, made a video, that's life goals, uh

Now, I'm on the charts preaching gospel

Mom in a new crib even my Pops too

I wouldn't change a thing if I could

Maybe all this suffering turned me to this man on the moon

I'm moon walking past my competition

Don't recognize no opposition, God put me in a fair position

I say God but, don't believe in religion

I know there's a higher power but they twisting the teaching

I just focus on, being good to the next man

That's why I never lie, I'll tell a bitch what she don't wanna hear

That's why I never lie, I'll tell a bitch what she don't wanna hear

But girls don't really like the truth, it's too bitter

But they drinking alcohol without chasing, it's crazy

I don't get how shawties switch from Superman to a baby

Shawty acting cute but I can tell that she crazy

Cut her off 'cause I see through the see through and the fake shit

This is wise words from a **** who done fucked all kind of chicks

Famous, big ass, egoistic, all kind of chicks

Titties falling, titties standing, an ovation

So, listen when I speak and stop being impatient

Feel about you

My hearts and my soul's desire

This was a message from the Young Preacher