Letras
YTP
No lie, we got that fire
We got what you need, just come and buy
We get high on our own supply
Call it what you want, it's do or die
I'm that guy and I gotta stay fly
God knows how hard I try
I will not break and I will not cry
Won't bite my tongue and I will not sigh
Head never down to the ground, only to the sky
Do what you gotta do just to get by
Make sure you have an alibi
We sip and we smoke that La
You can't be shy when you born in the Chi
Gotta keep it gangsta until you die
When you decease, may you rest In Peace
I got my God, I don't need no piece
I walk around wit' my Jesus piece
From head to toe, man, I gotta stay neat
I'ma beast up on these beats
If you wanna eat, then let's have a feast (let's go)
If you wanna ride, then let's go (let's go)
All thru the Chi while the wind blow
It seven-four everywhere I go
I don't gang-bang, just to let you know
I'm not on count even tho, I still roll gangsta (I still roll gangsta)
Where I'm from, niggas ah shoot first and then they'll shank you
I'm not on count even tho, I still roll gangsta (I still roll gangsta)
Where I'm from, niggas ah shoot first and then they'll shank you
So why don't ya
Come and take a ride wit' me in the Chi (tell ya friend too)
Come and take a ride wit' me in the Chi (everybody just)
Come and take a ride wit' me in the Chi (make sure you)
Come and take a ride wit' me in the Chi
Never was my guy, so don't even try
Never was my homie and you don't even know me
Why the ones that's close always be phony
Like they say, misery love company
Hell naw, that's not me
I'm so me, YTP
You see these haters envy me
But they young tight pussy
Look at my emancipation
Navigate, never be fake or neglect the nation
The people's voice been patiently waiting
You niggas is faking, no debating