3 PREACHERS ft. Ferra Ys & Siz Lyrics

In between worst year and best year bruv

Rewind back to 2020

When I played my first song for them

They laughed awkwardly

(Bruh)

(Steady on your grind)

(Steady on your grind)

(Steady on your grind)

(Grind listen to we preachers)

(Steady on your grind)

(Steady,Steady on your grind)

(Listen we the preachers)

(Listen we the preachers)

Give him his toddler,Let him sit up

Slags been doing their business so why will I give up

I'll always be by your side when it comes down

Actually tell me when it gets heat up

Have been holding my trust deep in me

I won't let this world beat real me

Hey my blud man make sure stay safe

Because this Diggas be hell of a disease

Hey, Watch

Morning and night, I'm gettin' real busy

Suddenly you're yelling,I'm pulling E-Stream

I've been talking money lucky 13

When you should focus more on your studies

Business is Business if you go owe me

I go make sure I collect all my money

Stand up(Stand)

My bro wake up (Up)

Stop sleeping this ain't the way up (this ain't the way up)

Picky Eater man should stay tough

Me and my bro been back and forth

Now we on our way up

On our way up

Seven-four I did without gettin' paid, Which I worked for

About to cake up

Came from nothing, Heading to something

Check I'm about to be made of

I'm hungry, I'm coming

I gotta keep working

Return me the money

The coin developing

I gather, I summon

These tables keep turning

Listen or Dim

Believe in a preacher

The envy and jealousy not from the slums

They hating on us, they should go hate on God

If you tell on your bros then you not one of us

You can tell that he fake when he tell on his dawg

I live by the code of the ghetto of course, safe to say I'm no pedo or dealing in drugs

Not of your fellos that came out the ghetto

What's up with the hello? You not one of us

Tell to the law tell em free all my guys in the pen, free lil whoodie, bro jeffro my slime

I went in all drenched in designer, my partner he told me he proud, glad to see that we smiling

And I'm in the kitchen

I'm cookin' wit slime to stay out my feelings, I wish you would ride

If the world tell me lies

I'll look to my siblings cos they be the realest, I'm trusting my fam

No one to tell me to seat up

I just know when you start you don't give up

In the hood they not taking me serious

And riches is life, being present the real talk

I get that guala, ain't trynna make shit up

We pray to the God that the devil don't sees us, or deceive us, pray for these blessings so that we can re up, we can re up(Yeah)

I'm feeling so great yeah

Get that written on a cake

Celebrations to my name

Came from the bottom where niggas detained

Do anything just to kill off the pain

Where I'm from niggas would kill for a chain

Can never change, my niggas the same

Stick with your people don't switch on your geng

Geng geng geng

Me and my bros in the booth like a mixture

You know we bouta give you a seizure

Going too hard I be killing your speakers

Spitting these rhymes man I feel like a preacher

I be schooling these niggas

Matter of fact I'm the truth to these niggas

Definition of a true revelation

I came with a vision that's beyond you niggas

(Bitch)