ChiCiti Shit Freestyle

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm on my Chi-City shit I been making bands but I ain't Diddy rich I been on the low like a crime syndicate Fuck writer's block cuz my mind infinite Gifts god given, inner voice told me "stop trippin" Riding through my old hood, now the block different Used to be a liquor store, selling fried chicken Came with a cup of Henny and a large biscuit Smart misfit, way before the jeans here was slim fit Rockin hammer pants, you could still see my imprint Well endowed, put me on your wish list for Christmas Equipment's proficient And I'm so cold, feeling frigid on a picnic in 90 degrees Was a slave for the fame but I'm finally free Quiet but don't really want a problem with me I'mma win my way, that's the motto for me Why your girl sending pics tryna model for me Guess she heard bout' the kid and decided to see Fuck following these hoes, nigga, follow your dreams In other words, you'll be following me I'm a sly cat, but don't wanna hear me roar I ain't even going hard, that's the scary part Can't say I'm not fly like a carry on Even the goats respect me and fear my zone I'm a share my poems til I shed my bones And I yell daylight come me wan' go home Couple niggas bit my shit, hear my clones Still the illest no matter how many years I'm gone, nigga Yeah, yeah, wait, hold up [Verse 2] Pure hearted, never liked to judge people But judged myself way too hard like I was God Had to check that, thought I left that back in my old poems Fuck a rap list, dog, I'm writing soul songs I've grown largely, I move with purpose Grass looks greener but includes some serpents Cursed with tryna make an album perfect They would worship, mind just might short circuit I was birthed with a love to create Not to try and please the whole Earth with what I say Words that I paint come in beautiful textures as I stretch the Limits of belief, my ceilings can't be measured I'm untethered, unattached to opinions in my dominion The one driving the engine, I'm quite ill My niggas is type real You make a bald joke then I'm slapping you like Will [Outro] Chi-City, my city Yeah