I need to be over here, I need to be over there Bro 'nem tryna go slide on these bitches, got that pole on 'em, shit, I ain't even gone lie A lot of bodies getting dropped all type of shit, man
Look, I'mma tell you the truth Growing up in the Chi, I ain't got nothing to lose I done seen a lot of mommas cry I done had a lot of homies die You can't walk in my shoes Out here in the field you don't what I do Ma ask me every day, "Boy, what you gone do?" I'mma get to this cake, ma But I told her either way I ain't going to no school You can catch me on the 8 with the 8 Boy, I know I can't snooze You a real street nigga then I'm just like you To my squad and my family, I hate the truth Granny tell me all the time, Boy, I pray for you Dont wanna change the channel and see I made the news A lot of bodies getting dropped and they dont make the news If you out here in the streets Everybody wanna know why its so fucked up Wonder why the young niggas dont give no fuck Cause we know dont nobody give a fuck about us So we shoot guns and we gangbang And we post up each and every day Fuck the police, we gone sell weight Till the people show us a better way
Every day, every day in Chicago Every day, every day in Chicago Every day, every day in Chicago Every day, every day in Chicago
They got gangstas on that side Them junkies on the block robbing ladies for a hit now Never ever did I give a fuck about no bitch I Was too busy trynna make a 100 off a flip Bought all the choppers niggas had when lil bro coming out that dip Lil bro gone let off 100 out that clip Why all these niggas snitching? Hollows push his shit back Now his homies ride around with the tech Bitch, I roll with the same clique Pocket full of Ben Franklins And Ill never ever change it
Every day, every day in Chicago Every day, every day in Chicago Every day, every day in Chicago Every day, every day in Chicago