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A New Chicago

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[Verse]
Yes I'm talking money block, where the money never stop
All this work is confidential, let me tell you what I've been through
Yesterday was quite insane, the block was hot just like a flame
12 doing photo shoots, niggas singing vocal booth
Niggas shaking up the craps, definition of the trap
Bitches looking for a drink, dirty dishes in the sink
Niggas rolling up the kush, mix it with the reggie bush
Just to make the blunt stretch,
[?] cause I'm next
Shots on the next block, seem like it never stop
See this shit like everyday nobody getting out the way
Cluckers asking for some change I told him that he need to change
He done wore them clothes for a week ain't even been asleep
P.O. knocking at the door, I done went to the store
Now they got me on the 6 to 6 I can't believe this shit
Now they blowing up my phone I'm supposed to be at home

Tryin to catch me slippin but you know I keep it pimpin' homes
Ran through through the back door met them at the front door
They ask me where I was coming from I told them from the second floor
Man that shit was hella close, plus I had to throw the toast
Bags in my left jaw, tired of fuckin' with the law

Thinkin I should leave the field, but I need a hundred mill
Plus I got a hundred bills, I ain't got a record deal
Family need another meal, so I'm bagging up a heel
Feel like I can never chill like I'm poppin' hella pills
Plus I'm sippin' hella lean, I done turned into a fiend
I can't even eat right, without it I can't sleep at night
I need to put my cup down, off this shit I'm stuck now
I dun ran into some hoes, told them bitches take me home
Sleepin' in the front seat, out cold, lunch meat
Wake up I was at the crib, showed them bitches where I live
I've been Leanin' all night, fuckin up my all whites
Fallin through the front door, now I'm layin on the floor
Its 3 so everybody sleep, everyone except for me
Think I heard the phone ring, then I heard the bell ring
Man my eyes low as hell, open up the door its 12
Lights flashing in my eyes, now I'm thinking of a lie

I forget it's 3am so I don't have to lie to them
Now they asking for ID I think them bitches ride me
I ask them why they double back they say to keep me on my track
Told 'em my ideas they told me I was really trippin
Now they trying to take me in just to run my fingerprints
His partner say he gotta dip, God bless me hella quick
Never told my granddad he confused plus he mad
He ask me why they at his house, now he tryin to put me out
Say I got nowhere to go he say I need to hit the door
I'm the first to bring some trouble now he know I fuckin hustle
Say he know what I'm about he don't want to lose his house
My auntie tried to cuss me out try to make him put me out
I said my auntie tried to cuss me out try to make him put me out
Fuck is wrong with you?

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