Lyrics

[Verse 1- Ric Wilson] (What's Goin' on, gang) Uh, uh, huh I wanna rap about everything they told me not I wanna hop every fence; never getting caught I wanna bend every single fucking will in two Half of me, nigga, other half of you (this is loaded) I wanna tell the press how they paint us all; Then I catch myself scrolling on my favourite blog [Verse 2- Ric Wilson] Wanna fall in love with someone but can't let 'em fall Scared of myself but I ain't scared of loss I tell them humans are complex: Can't paint us with simple complexions Putting us in boxes for certain nigga's erеctions Living from an L, is only making the lesson But some of our еxperiences only leave us distressin' So, I got a homie who can just sit and get high; Watch the world revolvin' and time passin' him by It's crazy how I'm askin' and get marginalised: One from the scared to live and ready to die [Bridge] (Y'all know what it is) (?) (Chicago, Chicago, Chicago!) (Wassup, Yo!) [Verse 3- King Louie] Me? I stay sucker-free and atlanta lolipops I'm a G, that makes Gs, with a lot of Glocks Rear-lone, hair long, thicker than a plot If I pick up, she say she down and give me top From the right one, then if it's cold, then it's really really hot Streets don't love you, but niggers still hug the block Ten percent, no ice, make it a double shot Double resolutions testin' cus you know we reckless Hot body [?- so fast it genuinely sounded like mumbling] soft as feathers Bro gang; snitching's lame- end up like mac (who) Free smoke; get it bussin' like a double decker Being broke in the move- you gotta know we checkers Made dough for dinner and smoke dough for breakfast Out here sinnin'