Ghetto Preacher Lyrics

Yurr, Leek here

Its a thin line though, or a blurred one I should say

See, I done made a great escape, I cracked the code and played it safe

Prayin' over food with my dudes, they got me sayin' grace

Japanese Wagyu A5, this amazing steak

New car off the lot, the only time we doin' paper plates

Pulled up to the light, it's alright, we gon' make em race

Bet the bank on JP Morgan, that we can make em chase

I'm out the world like astronauts, boy I'm just makin' space

Your watch versus my watch, we can go face to face

And you probably can't hang

So why would you swerve in my damn lane

We done turned sugar water into champagne

So abort this mission before we give your camp pain

And ya main man he'll change for a top dollar

Oh, that's your dog, I could hardly tell he's a rottweiler

Ironically, my shortcomings got me a lot farther

Do not bother, cause Leek a Sports analyst

In other words, I'm a shot caller, Game

You sabotaged your own success, what that gotta do with me?

Cause on my end, it's gon' take a lot to ruin me

You thinkin' bout committing a drill, cause some chicks screwin' me

Don't let ya need for speed be the reason you in hot pursuit of me

Treatin' this like a game, that's something you should not do with me

I let my balls hang, you can see, it's not new to me

It's nothing to gain but pain

But a lot to lose for me, to beef will leak

They gon' wait for the opportunity, but I'm not gon' give em the chance

Its God's plan, I'm Tarzan, another kid from the branch

With them niggas goin' postal from delivering stamps

And the devil's a lie, so I don't care if she try

Just to save me the last one, I still won't give it a dance

I got a youngin' that said, give him a glance

He'll take your life for a slice

And I ain't talkin' bout a piece of pizza

Slidin' in that Wrangler, no doors, son is a jeepers creeper