PREACH NOW FLEX LATER Lyrics

Ain't a lot of shit I had to do to get this far

I pray for diamonds, designer, and shit I don't need bruh I gotta stop sinninng and shit

She wanna go she can leave I don't really got time for these hoes I been winning this shit

Come on, let's keep it legit

Why they keep switching this shit

Just stick to the plot

Send motivation, whoever below me

And I send a prayer to whoever not

I can't link up with that bitch anymore

Every time that I see her, she making it hot

Shawty, what's up

All of that talking, I'm just trying to fuck

I'm being honest, I kept it a buck

Ain't dropped no shit lately, I'm still far from lazy

They just had to wait till lil' Madi went crazy

The devil been creeping, but he still ain't pay me

I still think he shady, that hoe think she made me

She probably still hate me, that shit feel amazing

I know I been praying for someone to save me

I know I been praying for someone to save

Me I know I been praying, yeah

I got bags in the semi huh

We got hoes in the building huh

Fuck a hero we villains

How the fuck is you feeling, huh

Been around death, I been moving so fearless

Come here, hoe, tryna hang with the realest

I'm kinda picky, but her whole friend group bad

So I'm trying to make me a tier list

She had me coping, I know I was so down bad

But now I'm just hoping she hear this

Matter of fact, she won't get near this

I'm trying stack till my shit like the pyramids

I'm smoking dope with my best friend Shout out my best friend, yeah, that's my best man

That's my pull-up on whatever if we make a mess he take care of the rest man

He say he with me forever If I got a issue with you, so does he

He say we sticking together If I'm getting cut, nigga, know he gon' bleed

Like I'm really trying to do better

Cause I got the world at my feet

You wanna get richer than ever

You probably should follow my lead

We got hoes on the East Coast We got hoes on the West Coast

All these hoes off X Ho

I send a pic to my ex-ho

She tryna fuck with my best bro

She said Lil' Madi the best, I know

I take a hit to the chest, I'm gone

Fuck it, I don't know what's right or wrong

Fuck it, I think I'ma die alone

Potion poured in my styrofoam

Stuck at the airport, can't pass TSA Nigga, my heart too chrome

Got too high, reaching the sun Fuck it, can't even check my phone

Huh, Spiderman shit, Batman shit Nigga, we far from home

This shit don't, huh This shit don't, ayy

This shit don't feel real Nigga, take a hit, help me feel real, real

Rock stars, we the real deal Got shit that'll make your face peel

Got shit that'll make your head spill, huh If you scared, you should feel the real chill, huh