Preachin'

And I'm just living what I'm preaching Living what I'm preaching And I'm just living what I'm preaching Living what I'm preaching I go zero to one hundred real quick No fifty fifty but she better meet me halfway Twenty and some change in the tank Twenty on dank that stank Rich Homie Quan when I crank Two door honda civic Hitting up the bank Withdrawal what I make Young brother getting that cake Young brother knew too many snakes Young brother looking for his break Heard theres plenty fishes in the sea But I'm steady lurking in the lake Find me always working on a tape Swisher sweet purple like a grape Fin to eat I'm staring at the plate Love happiness and peace is all it takes Love happiness and peace is all it takes All it takes All it takes And I'm just living what I'm preaching Living what I'm preaching And I'm just living what I'm preaching Living what I'm preaching And I'm just living what I'm preaching Living what I'm preaching And I'm just living what I'm preaching Living what I'm preaching And I'm just living what I'm preaching Living what I'm preaching I'm barely living but I'm dreaming It's just me and all my demons I need a pastor Oh I need a masters Oh he's just a rapper Oh it's that bastard Gettin these rappers Get in these caskets Still I be crafting Still I need classics Still don't need classes Still don't need women who still dont have asses Still with no passes Fourth and one madness Still playing madden Still got the passion Still the assassin Played the assassin Still work in fashions Still got the magnums Now back to the rappin Now back in action Backing down slackin Tracking down actions Wait till my taxes If I hit accurate I expect nothing less then four digits All ones four midgets Is how I'll stack em walk em in the door tripping Mister see me and they know me or pippen Tip toe in your Jordan's ain't pimpin' And I'm just living what I'm preaching