[Intro: Roc Marciano & Bishop Don Majic Juan]
Preach
I tried to work man, but it just wasn't in my blood
It wasn't my thing, I tried
I mean I tried, but it really wasn't my thing
[Verse 1]
Words from that good bishop, I'm a outcast
I don't fit in the system
My outfit, furry like a house pet
Italian leather couch set
Stepping out, something stretched out
Limousine shit
Twist the green shit, purple lean sip
Triple beam shit, this that Master P shit
Ice cream shit
Got it sewn like a seamstress
Linen sleeveless
Only linen clean shit, European dream shit
Fuck niggas, let the cream flip
Let the fiends hit
Nina with that beam spit
Leave you like steamed fish
Squeeze clips out the clean six
Niggas seem slick
...muhfucka you ain't seen shit
Marci nigga
Preach
I tried to work man, but it just wasn't in my blood
It wasn't my thing, I tried
I mean I tried, but it really wasn't my thing
[Verse 1]
Words from that good bishop, I'm a outcast
I don't fit in the system
My outfit, furry like a house pet
Italian leather couch set
Stepping out, something stretched out
Limousine shit
Twist the green shit, purple lean sip
Triple beam shit, this that Master P shit
Ice cream shit
Got it sewn like a seamstress
Linen sleeveless
Only linen clean shit, European dream shit
Fuck niggas, let the cream flip
Let the fiends hit
Nina with that beam spit
Leave you like steamed fish
Squeeze clips out the clean six
Niggas seem slick
...muhfucka you ain't seen shit
Marci nigga
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