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chop - revival season lyrics

[intro: bez]
yeah

[chorus]
got a picture with the chop
what you doin’?
got a picture with the chop
what you doin’?
got a picture with the chop
what you doin’?
what you doin’?
what you doin’?
got a picture with the chop
what you doin’?
got a picture with a chop
what you doin’?
got a picture with a chop
what you doin’?
what you doin’?
what you doin’?

[verse 1: bez]
livin’ in an era where your raps get recorded
where the rats get rewarded for hittin’ n*gga with charges
y’all lost sight of important
you get to keep your life, but here’s a candlelight vigil for your principle
funeral for any chance of dappin’ me up when i run into you
funeral of any respect that i can give to you
a funeral for holding your nuts when you run into me
i’ll pull a n*gga card, what’s a dollar for your dignity?
selling yourself and your peoples out
do anything for clout
he got the clean in a drought
ain’t heard a thing out his mouth
that’s how it be in the south
with a tool on his side
it’s wild, but he finna survive
his baby’s gon’ eat, you provide
every minute is serious time
he give you that fire and he ain’t finna put it on live
n*gga, the feds checkin’ your instagram handle, you ain’t thuggin’
you was a witness, tellin’ your business
take it to trial and they get convictions
[refrain: bez]
knowin’ this the golden age of self snitching, what you thought?
rico will take every one of your people up off of the block, posting pictures with the chop

[refrain: bez]
knowin’ this the golden age of self snitching, what you thought?
rico will take every one of your people up off of the block, posting pictures with the chop
but you might as well send it to the cops

[verse 2: bez]
we still livin’ in the era where the blacks get exploited
for they life and death choices
the people watchin’ and plottin’, the system pushin’ the poison
the l*st for the money and power and greed
what made to you make it up out of your team
before they throw you in a grinding machine
and you tryna be us, then you gonna see us when all of my people end up in the fed
checkin’ your record and callin’ it cred
for every new star, it’s another one dead
these n*ggas, they front, resentin’ the cap
ain’t seen a portion up out of the map
report and unravel the law of the trap
they made all they money, ain’t gave nothin’ back
could they give a f*ck ’bout the culture for real?
all of the love and the blood that was spilled
pushin’ they marketing dollars on drill
sittin’ back, watchin’ your people get peeled
your portion ain’t barely providin’ a meal
you cuttin’ a check from outrunnin’ the field
and they ’bout to check how my mom and them feel
when they took a turn to the run of the mill
[chorus]
got a picture with the chop
what you doin’?
got a picture with the chop
what you doin’?
got a picture with the chop
got a pic— got a picture with the chop
got a picture with the chop

[verse 3: bez]
you know you dealin’ with some problems that they can’t understand
you try and go and graduate, that wasn’t part of the plan
’cause you was livin’ in an era, yo, where triggers go, “blam”
the feds is watchin’, my n*gga, you playin’ right in they hands
you had to jump off of the porch early and go be a man
mama and sister need some help, you got to get off your ass
but you was walkin’ in the pathway where the challenger stand
the feds is watchin’, my n*gga, you playin’ right in they hands

[chorus]
got a picture with the chop
got a picture with the chop
got a picture with the chop
got a picture with the
got a picture with the
got a picture with the chop
got a picture with the chop
g— got a— got a pic— got a pic— got a picture with— got a pic— got a picture with the chop

- revival season lyrics

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