Preaching Lyrics

Practice what you preach, practice what you preach

Practice what you preach, practice what you preach

You don't wanna compare your life with mine

From the outside looking in, everything is just fine

Yeah, I know I'm living one of the hardest

But I'm still expected to be the one they adore

They too busy making labels and shit

Have you heard she's a stripper? I think she is a whore

But I spend all my days making you look pretty

And at the end of the night, I got music seeping through my pores

They all wanna call me careless

But I honestly couldn't care less

Ain't shit sweet around here, except for the taste of my lips

It could be the bottom or the top, take your pick

Practice what you preach, practice what you preach

Practice what you preach, practice what you preach

Yeah, we all sin too

Guess we gotta one way ticket to-

Power of prayer, who knew

Holy Spirit, is that you

They wanna feat from Bexi Bape

Give me one second, I need to re-evaluate

Haven't stopped from the start, so I can raise my rates

So just hit me back up when you're ready to pay

Yeah, you see me in my car, you don't wanna race

Baby, I'm not afraid, I don't even use my brakes

This ain't a race, baby, I just need my space

Yeah, cause I didn't come to play

I think my mama's the only one left who prays

And she says my name, oh

So I woke up today

So I gotta live my life for the ones who got away

Practice what you preach, practice what you preach

Practice what you preach, practice what you preach

The shit that I say would be useless

If I don't practice what I'm preaching

The shit that I do would be useless

If I don't practice what I'm preaching

They all wanna call me careless

But I honestly couldn't care less

Ain't shit sweet around here, except for the taste of my lips

It could be the bottom or the top, take your pick

And when you're preaching

You better practice that

And what you're preaching

You better practice that

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