Chicago Conscious (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Reem]
I’m prayin on the day to bring joy to my city
n*ggas out here broke got the nerve to be picky
Give my man some bread cuz I hate to see him sh*tty
Go back to sellin’ dope just to make a pretty penny
Keepin it 100 wit’ n*ggas that keep it 50
Chicago beef with anybody acting like we 50
I told my b*tch you f*cking with the greatest and you see me
The realest of the realest and the realest in my city
7 year old babies getting killed for no reason
n*ggas crackin cards just to go at all they people’s
Real n*ggas get blessed and share it with their n*ggas
Real n*ggas f*ck b*tches and tell it to they n*ggas
Man these hoes for everybody breakin’ down a swisher
Put the loud in and ride around to some music
Only took a breath cuz i gotta get to it
But coming from where I’m coming from you would probably lose it
Two little boys got killed when they was hoopin’
All cuz some broke n*ggas beef and started shootin’
Guns got abusive and these n*ggas they abuse it
And the sad part about it they ain't even make the news
I’m tryna get through it so I’m watching all my movement
Checking bags like Nike so I tell ‘em just do it
Tell my n*ggas stay my brothers and ill treat em like my brothers
Cuz my brothers is my n*ggas so we equal as each other
Life is but a dream ‘til you wake up with your mother
Smokin’ mary j, so you know more drama
Still you want commas cooking up a master plan
Go put in action, motherf*cka, take a stand
Obama from the murder capital and he the man
I’m in my own lane tryin’ to see where I fit in
Take a chance with my mans on a cash advance
So we out here every day tryna chase these bands
Making all this money you will never understand
So go ahead and judge man I’ll still get to it
And n*ggas said they winnin’ but I know they really losing
Twelve months later still riding in that Buick
And if i’m slow grindin' imma be fat paid
Coming like I’m great cuz I know these n*ggas hate
Looking in the mirror only n*gga don’t seem fake
Looking in the mirror only n*gga that relate
[Chorus]
Coming like I’m great cuz I know these n*ggas hate
Coming like I’m great cuz I know these n*ggas hate
Looking in the mirror only n*gga that relate
Looking in the mirror only n*gga that relate

[Verse 2: Lil Herb]
Look, they wanna know who da hottest in the city, who the problem
Be causing all the drama in the city, with them goblins
Posted with them 30s and them 40s
All my n*ggas under twenty but I got 150
Always in the streets if a n*gga wanna get me
Dolo in your city but I started off with Bibby
Hoes on my di*k when I pull up in the hemy
I ain't worried bout any cuz Lil Mally got a semi
Dropped outta school cuz I knew I wouldn't be sh*t
Now it’s five bands if you want me on a remix
Gang finna be rich, still can't believe this
You still get fired down if you on that G sh*t
Always need cash I ain't neva on no free sh*t
My n*ggas in the street selling drugs or they sleeping
Posted on the block, almost on top
I can be up on tour making dubs every weekend
You locked up and you ain't gotta lawyer, why you speakin’?
Hatin ass n*gga and you broke, why you breathing?
Every time you see me you know I’m with some demons
You better not look crazy you know my n*ggas fiendin’
All my n*ggas shoot, 150 dream team and
Out at my shows got them ninas with the beams and
We the pistol gang and they change by the season
No Limit MB 4 L b*tch I mean it
[Chorus]
Coming like I’m great cuz I know these n*ggas hate
Coming like I’m great cuz I know these n*ggas hate
Looking in the mirror only n*gga that relate
Looking in the mirror only n*gga that relate

[Verse 3: King Louie]
This summer imma catch just five homicides
Just cuz you rappin’ doesn’t mean that he gonna die
Slide them doors open on the beam let 100 ride
All them face shots need dental to identify
Louie, Tony me etc., b*tch, I been that guy
Stay high E.T. I live in the sky
Your b*tch on me say she tryna give my di*k a try
Takin trips with my rollies and my wrist on rolly
I dont talk to the police, no talkin’
Out west is the fefe
And they put everything on shorty
Main man touch me you die, no worries
Lyin ass n*ggas always telling storys
b*tches wanna kick it tryna be another story
Know a couple broke b*tch that have been on Maury
Know a couple real n*ggas that convinced that jury
Imma flex that foreign, let me get that jewelry
I be smoking everywhere, roll up, need another water
Strippers love me in the club cuz they know i change the weather
I dont care where we at make his ass [?] wherever
Get him gone, [?] smoke him like a cigarillo
You can catch us in traffic with heavy metal
Everywhere we travel, pop out
[Chorus]
Coming like I’m great cuz I know these n*ggas hate
Coming like I’m great cuz I know these n*ggas hate
Looking in the mirror only n*gga that relate
Looking in the mirror only n*gga that relate

[Verse 4: Spenzo]
This sh*t only for the real middle fingers to the fake
All I do is show love all you do is just hate
n*gga I’ve been self made ever since 12th grade
And I’m ‘bout to blow up like the f*cking World t Trade (God damn)
Don’t you hate when a n*gga fake?
Hell yea I already knowing most n*ggas snakes
Smile on there face, lie to you to your face
It ain't really sh*t to them cuz they do it every day
Haters that be coming in all sizes and shapes
Disguising they face, fake trying to embrace
But I ain't with that
So I just fall back like nah my n*gga I’m good I’m straight
Real talk don’t hate its a b*tch n*gga trait
So if you a real n*gga then I know you can relate
Looking in the mirror only n*gga that relate
So I’m coming in great cuz I know these n*ggas hate

[Chorus]
Coming like I’m great cuz I know these n*ggas hate
Coming like I’m great cuz I know these n*ggas hate
Looking in the mirror only n*gga that relate
Looking in the mirror only n*gga that relate