All I Got

Struggle da Preacher, Danika
It’s all about us
All my life i’ve been like «Wudup?»
Get out of my life dawg
Getting my right none of you motherfuckers were there
So i hold my own, setting the tone
I can’t blame no one but myself for shit i’ve said and done
I’m a writer, uh, i’m a lyricst
The game ain’t dead as long as i preach all this, c’mon
Everybody’s like «Where is your Bible kid?»
But don’t mistake a preacher for a priest, yo
I’m again in the game. i never left my pen
I keep dropping my verses every other day
I hear what you say but still i’m killing the beat
I ain’t need any bullets to murder weak mc’s
You play the game but i’m setting the rules
It’s like i make 3 point buzzer beater after your deuce
The game is over dawg, i’m underground but i shake the top
You gotta be strong enough to keep your position tight