Lil Herb - Every Day In Chicago lyrics

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Every day in Chicago

I need to be over here, I need to be over there

Every day in Chicago

Bro 'nem tryna go slide on these bitches, got that pole on 'em, shit, I ain't even gone lie

Every day in Chicago

A lot of bodies getting dropped all type of shit, man

Every day in Chicago

Squad

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

We gone be straight

But I told her either way I ain't going to no school

You can catch me on the 8 with the 8

On the pole, got the K

Either way still got that tool

Eyes open everywhere

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”

Don’t wanna change the channel and see I made the news

A lot of bodies getting dropped and they don’t make the news

If you out here in the streets

Then you know what’s up

Everybody wanna know why it’s so fucked up

Wonder why the young niggas don’t give no fuck

‘Cause we know don’t 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 in Chicago

Every day, every day in Chicago

Every day in Chicago

Every day, every day in Chicago

Every day in Chicago

Every day, every day in Chicago

Every day in Chicago

Every day, every day in Chicago

They got gangstas on that side

It’s savages on this 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

They start running

Lil’ bro gone let off 100 out that clip

Why they snitching?

Why they snitching?

Why all these niggas snitching?

We don’t want prosecution

We execute the winnings

Every day in Chicago

A nigga get whacked

Probably over chit chat

Hollows push his shit back

Now his homies ride around with the tech

Tryna get they lick back

Every day in Chicago

It’s still the same shit

Bitch, I roll with the same clique

Pocket full of Ben Franklin’s

No change, bitch

And I’ll never ever change it

Every day in Chicago

Every day, every day in Chicago

Every day in Chicago

Every day, every day in Chicago

Every day in Chicago

Every day, every day in Chicago

Every day in Chicago

Every day, every day in Chicago

Every day in Chicago

Every day in Chicago

Every day in Chicago