Preach chords by YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Verse 1
Am
G
Am
I turned the preacher daughter bad,
I think I'm a dummy
These niggas know what up,
C
know I'm bout whateva'
Am
I'm in the streets I keep that heat,
you know I be steppin'
Verse 2
Am
I miss the nawf just like my granny,
my heart in them trenches
G
Am
Yo' girl gone cheat on you for nothing
So I'm done with these bitches
I think about it every minute,
ain't stoppin' my mission
Em
Am
F
On my payroll I got hittas I pay
Am
'em commision
Interrogated by detectives
won't tell 'em I did it
G
Am
I told Montana that I love him,
on Dave I meant it
Put 20 thousand on his head,
they catch him I send it
Em
Am
F
Get on my knee on side the bed like "father,
forgive me"
Am
Was sellin' weed fucked up my profit,
I ain't make a dolla'
G
Am
The fame getting to my niggas,
F
Am
I cut off my partners
Before I call on you,
Em
G
I put my trust up in this choppa'
Am
F
Movin' like he can 't get touched real quick,
I bet I stop em'
Am
Nigga ain't give me shit but hand
out like I owe him something
G
Am
I don't give a fuck if we step together,
F
I'll show you something
Am
Bitches think they slick,
F
Am
they all deceive so I'll never love em'
Em
Am
Bre was my first love but she
F
changed so I'll never trust her
Am
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Verse 3
This the files of a nigga who
G
ain't neva' bleed
Am
This the story of a child
F
who was in them streets
Am
Why the fuck I'm taking care of them?
They ain't do shit for me
G
Why the fuck I'm showing
Am
you so much love?
And bitch you leaving me
Verse 4
Am
Keandre dead, the only thing I
think about is Tyler
G
Am
I'm full of pain and wake up every
morning and I'm smilin'
They think I'm dumb
You got me fucked up I
got plenty knowledge
Em
Am
They don't give a fuck about how I feel
F
They don't know my problems
Am
Just 'cause you around me,
I ain't forget bout everything you said
G
Am
I let some shots off in
the air for my niggas dead
Do anything in the world for you,
I'm livin' red
Em
Am
Showin' love to them niggas
F
they might bust my head
Am
Mad 'bout a gun,
but for a fact I won't do you nothin'
G
Am
Mad that I'm up but you remember
you ain't give me nothing
I ain't give up on my mission,
fuck you mean bitch I was steady hustlin'
Em
G
Am
Handin' all you niggas money bitch
F
and I steady strugglin'
Am
Montana know about my pain
and everything I told him
G
Am
I told him watch what he was saying,
but shit I had to fold him
Up in that cell bitch I was cryin' with no
Em
one to hold me
Youngboy a soldier,
Am
F
Am
I remember what my grampa told me
Batty bwoy if you cross I'ma take your life
G
Am
I'm full of drugs so I'ma
die if I get caught tonight
Tell my lil' brother and my
sons it's gone be alright
G
Am
NBA to the end, it's a way of life
Young nigga fillin' up his
arm with some heroin
G
Am
He was abandoned as a child
screaming red rum
You spell it backwards,
what that mean? Nigga murder
Em
Am
Livin' wrong or right,
F
trustin' nobody 'til the his time come
Am
Yo' ex just exposed you,
now you mad like I was neva' here
G
Am
Where I come from I gotta keep this
bitch up on my hip
Momma' forgive me for all
the times I use to trip
Em
Am
Know its a purpose in this
F
world why I need to live
Am
It ain't too long
Verse 5
Am
Y'all don't give a fuck 'bout me, bitch
G
Am
I did something for all y'all,
y'all got me fucked up
Out the flap I ain't gotta' smile
in nobody face
G
Am
Y'all tell me 'bout all y'all problems,
y'all don't ask how I'm feelin' huh?
Bitch I been feelin' like I'm finna die
Bitch I cry alone
G
Am
This for all them young
niggas who gone
And all the people who miss they babies,
you heard me?
G
Em
Fuck everybody who ain't mine,
Am
y'all ain't making my life no betta', gang
Verse 6
Am
Young nigga fillin' up his
arm with some heroin
G
Am
He was abandoned as a child
screaming red rum
You spell it backwards,
what that mean? Nigga murder
Em
Am
Livin' wrong and right,
F
trustin' nobody 'til the his time come
Am
Batty bwoy if you cross
I'ma take your life
G
Am
I'm full of drugs so I'ma die
if I get caught tonight
Tell my lil' brother and my sons it's
Em
Am
gone be alright
F
Am
NBA to the end, it's a way of life
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