Preaching (Turn Up the Choir)

Brown eyes, cute face I got white waist beads on my waist Never been no "white girl wasted" Smell like soul food at my place I got art all over my walls, and I don't pick up unknown calls You see this gold? It came from treasure hunting, can't cop this out no mall window Nah, nigga Ball hitter Knock shit out the park Haters be small, bitter Law giver Always on they lip, 'cause I don't talk with 'em Shining with severity Why my shit hit like heaven in it, seven in it 3- 2- 1- I carry niggas Aye, lemme tell you 'bout my people My eye up on the heavens, I can't witness me no evil Don't be losing your mind, and don't be losing your head I put that issue to bed Turn up the choir! You already know, I'm preaching Aye, lemme tell you 'bout my people My eye up on the heavens, I can't witness me no evil Don't be losing your mind, and don't be losing your head I put that issue to bed Turn up the choir! You already know, I'm preaching (Cut to the chase!) Big fine, drinking whiskey over wine I keep my GPS on while I'm getting ready, I be late all the time I need my money coming steady, I like dinner and dimes I made my own lane, I can't wait in no line Or do no crime, or send no threats Beef is boring-- Do something else Are you a forum that say "AITA?" Cause obviously, yes Cleaner, pressed-- Why lie? I see that lame shit in your eye I keep this butter on my thighs; I'm allergic to being dry, shy You know these niggas see you soaring, and say "Why fly?" (They hate to see you doing better than 'em!) All of my haters grouping up, they pledging EW PSI May never see the bigger picture or my good side, ya french fry They calling me Bully, I'm barely 5'5 Aye, lemme tell you 'bout my people My eye up on the heavens, I can't witness me no evil Don't be losing your mind, and don't be losing your head I put that issue to bed Turn up the choir! You already know, I'm preaching Aye, lemme tell you bout my people My eye up on the heavens, I can't witness me no evil Don't be losing your mind, and don't be losing your head I put that issue to bed Turn up the choir! You already know, I'm preaching Aye, lemme tell you 'bout my people My eye up on the heavens, I can't witness me no evil Don't be losing your mind, and don't be losing your head I put that issue to bed Turn up the choir! You already know, I'm preaching Yeah Now, I ain't never bent on being too high Some of your people ain't your people, 'less you saying they right All of my foes is getting left, I got my folk by my side And if the music ain't for bosses, I know Bully ain't write it (Aye, what you say!) I ain't never bent on being too high Some of your people ain't your people, 'less you saying they right All of my foes is getting left, I got my folk by my side And if the music ain't for bosses, baby Bully ain't write it Aye Aye, lemme tell you 'bout my people My eye up on the heavens, I can't witness me no evil Don't be losing your mind, and don't be losing your head I put that issue to bed Turn up the choir! You already know, I'm preaching Aye, lemme tell you 'bout my people My eye up on the heavens, I can't witness me no evil Don't be losing your mind, and don't be losing your head I put that issue to bed Turn up the choir! You already know, I'm preaching