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A New Chicago

God

The Bible

39

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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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