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PERFORMING ARTISTS
SonReal
SonReal
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Hoffman
Aaron Hoffman
Composer
Pops
Pops
Composer

Lyrics

Wow, I really like the beat
I got some shit up on my chest
I think it's time I preach
It's time I preach
Yeah, yeah, it's time I preach
Yeah, yeah, it's time I preach
If I don't got real shit to say
Then I don't make a sound (Preach)
I was number one at losing
Now it seem we run the town (Preach)
I've been climbing up them ropes
Now I can't seem to get me down (Preach)
And my homies that I came with
Be the only ones around (Preach)
Ain't too good at this trap shit (Nope)
But I can do a backflip (Dope)
Land on my feet on the beat
I don't need no practice (Whoa)
I been at this (Whoa)
Got tactics (Whoa)
See the shit I'm doing right here
That gon' get my ass 'round the atlas (Go)
Everybody talking this and that about the kid
But if you look a little more
You ain't gotta find a clue (Hey)
Moment that you think you got me figured out, me
Me figured out I be coming out the blue (Hey)
White boy with no tattoos
I don't grip dezzy's like Papoose
But I got bangers and that's truth
Maybe this here moment been past due (Woo, woo)
Skating down the street with my pants low
I could write a hit song to a fucking banjo
Overtop of crickets
With the cowbell ringing in the back
Played by a drunk homie named Samuel, mmm
(Wow)
Got one thing right
Sip a little juice up on a Monday night
Dreamt about this shit (Hey)
Way before I ever knew we one day might (We go)
Now I'm feeling super duper cool
Ain't nobody used to mess with us
But now they super do
When they ask me why I do it
I say, "I do it for you"
That's why I got up in the stu'
So I could drop you something new
I'm sayin'
Wow, I really like the beat
I got some shit up on my chest
I think it's time I preach
It's time I preach
Yeah, yeah, it's time I preach
Yeah, yeah, it's time I preach
If I don't got real shit to say
Then I don't make a sound (Preach)
I was number one at losing
Now it seem we run the town (Preach)
I've been climbing up them ropes
Now I can't seem to get me down (Preach)
And my homies that I came with (We go boy)
Be the only ones around (Preach)
Who the hella hell am I, hey, hmm? (Hey)
Pulling out that driveway, hmm? (Hey)
Wrote this shit on Thursday, hmm? (Hey)
Put 'er out on Friday, hmm? (Hey)
Hold it down everywhere we go (We go)
I'm the Lost Boy Rufio (Ayo)
On my fucking Judge Judy flow
I'm calling shots from the booth in the studio (Woo, woo)
Everybody wanna get a little bit of something
When you got it how we got it
When we pull it out the oven
I'm just saying how I feel
I ain't searching for no lovin'
But we get it anyway
Fuck, give ya bro a hug and
And I'ma probably give it back like twice as hard (Right)
New flow coming off twice as odd (Right)
Probably 'cause I got like twice the odds
Against me before I even got to write a bar (Go)
I'm going off like I said I would (Hey)
Ahead of my time like ya never ever bet I would (Hey)
Redefined my par so I kinda found a better good (Hey)
Even a better great
I even found a better excelente (Hey!)
Rap about my life
I don't rap about theirs (Whoa)
Sleeping on the couch before I got upstairs (Whoa)
Waking up at noon playing video games (Whoa)
Instead of living
What I'm doing with my raps right here (Whoa)
Up, up, up and I been down
That futon line was true (Hey)
I was bumming at my job
And got adopted by my crew (Hey)
I had dreams to tell my story
Living, loving what I do (Hey)
Now when they ask me why I do it
I say, "I do it for you"
I'm sayin'
Wow, I really like the beat
I got some shit up on my chest
I think it's time I preach
It's time I preach
Yeah, yeah, it's time I preach
Yeah, yeah, it's time I preach
If I don't got real shit to say
Then I don't make a sound (Preach)
I was number one at losing
Now it seem we run the town (Preach)
I've been climbing up them ropes
Now I can't seem to get me down (Preach)
And my homies that I came with
Be the only ones around (Preach)
Ain't nobody got nothing
Everybody got something
Consider this a Son thing
Everybody go ahead and run thing
And just preach
Yeah, yeah, it's time we preach
Yeah, yeah, it's time we preach
If I don't got real shit to say
Then I don't make a sound (Preach)
I was number one at losing
Now it seem we run the town (Preach)
I've been climbing up them ropes
Now I can't seem to get me down (Preach)
And my homies that I came with
Be the only ones around (Preach)
Written by: Aaron Hoffman, Pops
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