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the ancestors though we in the Western
Face the direction of the east to find peace
Rapper by profession, black revolutionary
The hustlers and the gamblers salute

drop there
I Don't know, it doesn't seem safe enough
Let's go boy it's everything alright
Just trust in my call
We'll beat all squads very hight
But

I got triggers insecurities
There ain’t shit that is curing me
I’m currently occurring
With currency the currents are
Currently working
I got visions

at the start 
Then against all odds, demonstrated I am Marz 
Face the god, starting at the devil and his squad
Plot twist, bizarre, hero's were wanted at large

Catch me aimin' with the fuckin' scope
I got you hanging from a rope
My body holy like the Pope
Propel shots
First at you, and then at cops
Fuck 'em up

wanna come off preachy, but
Little boy you best believe me, ‘cause
What you doing ain’t right, you thinking that you cool ‘cause your pride take flight

to the concrete
If you bet low
You gon get what you reap
You talking rich woah
I can hear that it’s cheap
Mama told me in life nothing is free
Rolling up the loud

to ashes and dip out
Me and my kinfolk'll be somewhere still making hip hop
Payin' dues, stayin' tru, gettin' by 'cuz life's surprise'll
Catch you off guard

Real recognize real and you a mother fucking fraud
On god you suckas aint fucking with the squad
I would rather get some money then kick it with

know you got things that you doing
I won’t interfere with it baby
Imma make time for you baby
Winning & dinning ya baby
San Diego for the week by
Have

an uppercut
I ain’t high yet pass another blunt
Whole squad stay lit nigga like a dutch
We going way up
Nigga fronted bullshit so we robbed the plug
Shout out

benches moving pies getting high 
Now I'm VIP rooftop stars in my eyes 

This is real life to me, not just some hobby shit
Old ways woodside pitchin' in

Frost Gamble on the beat
I ain’t playing with y’all
Unless you been under a rock for a while
You should know who this is by now
It’s Chop
The man

must commend me like a general
Riding with a squad full of benevolence
We all tryna get hella rich
But you can still get molly-whopped in general
My

get away

Thankful I gave it a chance 
But it ain't happen by chance
That's what they don't understand

I paid the cost with the team
My squad chasing

swear I gotta prosper
Man I’m bout to conquer
The whole entire game
Cuz my roster is full of monsters
Ain’t no imposters
My squad operating like some

I'm writing this song to impress you
While fighting this need
Repressing this impulse that moves me to move 
To a place by your side

I'm sending out

Wrist out frost flake
Booty bounce my way
By the pounds i weigh, I
I feel great good food on my plate
Always working always cooking
Always fucking on your

up
Stack it up  Stack it up
Stack it up Getting tha money yea
Rack it up

Enjoy life, I'm a live it up
Momma  proud that's pretty dope
God by my side

Ay, Ay, HEY
PART THREE
IT'S ME
YEAH
HEY!
I know that I am on my way yeah, yeah
Don’t think that I’m far away yeah, yeah
I see 'em surfin' all my

to believe in morality or basic humanity
I drove by every squad car the way I took all college exams
MORTIFIED
I made sure to follow every rule my conscience

Eatin’ food you can’t pronounce
Crembulet by the ounce
While my brothers do the counts
Feelin’ like a king
I got too many crowns
My flow sting
Cause I got

squad of young lads and they neva stay mad
Got my dawg by my side like he's a good bloke
Keep my circle real tight just my bum hole like
We just won

And I whip good, min' iCurve angiyinqen'
So just tell me what's good coz you know I been waiting

Sunshine, iymfray, spheth' abant' abaRight
Yea we're