Mar$h - WYTD FEAT. TTG JT,MAR$H, XAYBO BLACK, CZ THE GOD

Every day is a hustle
Real familiar with the struggle
Had it rough growing up
Many nights without cover

Niggas really undercover
Really snitching on each other
But quick to make a post
Saying how they love each other

Niggas claim they want beef
But i swear they want no trouble
Boys riding twety deep
Have you scared to move a muscle

But i be with the gang
TTG them my brothers
And nigga i love em
Forever

Gang Gang Shit
Aint no lame shit
Pussy Boy you a bitch
But you claim you hit licks

Really ran off on the plug
With a couple bricks
Niggas stealing from they homeboys
Now that's suck shit

And i got yo girlfriend right now
Over sucking dick
Yeah you do it for the fame
I just do it for my clique

And i keep a black mask
Just to reminisce
Niggas know how im rocking
Behind the gang shit

Coming for the clique
You better be legit
Ain't no bitch in my blood
Nigga and that's on my set

Fuck a nigga up
If he talking tough
Ion give a fuck
If they running up

Ima shut that shit down
Fuck around we gone leave you in the ground
Smoke tough
Shit i got about a pound what you tryna do
What you tryna do
What you tryna do

Keep this bitch jumping
I'm the king of that shit
They won't warn a brother
But they wanna tune him real quick

Hottest like the top three lottery picks
I'm with the knowledge
Like a college and shit
The fucking prodigy kid

Drizzy prolly hear the kiddo
Try to sign me and shit
Tamper with the other team
Then i'm fining the bitch

We ain't talking bout it bout it
Trust the boys is really rowdy
We ain't ducking but it's crowded
Smoking strong turnt to cloudy ay

Hit the club on saturday
I woke up on a later day
Asian geisha prolly top me sloppy
With the powder face

Leave em heaving
Gasp & breathing
Off a single take

Please believe it
Keep them heaters tucked
And locked away

They need a savior
Bless the beat in ghost and jesus name
I mean i go insane
Numbing up like novacane

Coming for the clique
You better be legit
Ain't no bitch in my blood
Nigga and that's on my set

Fuck a nigga up
If he talking tough
Ion give a fuck
If they running up

Ima shut that shit down
Fuck around we gone leave you in the ground
Smoke tough
Shit i got about a pound what you tryna do
What you tryna do
What you tryna do

Go ghost like a phantom
That's danny phantom play my anthem
Put my hands up Ill never
Cops ready to blast forever

Shot up on live camera
Layed down cuz his hands down
Cuff up cuz his skin brown
Can't trust no damn cop now

Pigged out with that glock out
They hittin' niggas with the techs out
The foul from that three line
We ball like the king now

Girls go for the team
They tryna be the queen
So i put it on mean green
That's meaner than joe green

Like jedis in my dream
I stayed down for my team
We gone off that drink
Now they leaning on me

So i aim for the stars now
No star wars but i'm star lord
It's a marvel how i drop bars
Like marvel versus capcom

It's a full metal rap now
Like X force i'm a solid op
That force to be heard out
Make sure that the words out

CZ it's me
I am supreme
Cooler than a breeze
I'm blow off the tree

I'm louder than a G
Excellent so don't test me
I keep things interesting
Young boy i stay flexing

Written by:
JOSHUA TISDALE, MARSHALL SCOTT, WILLIAM ALBERT, XAVIER RUBEN

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