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up the stairs
I was stuck in conversation
About polluted air

By the time I climbed the steps you
Were nowhere to be found
So I ran out on the front

I'm in Chicago, and the sunlight hit me 
I just need a Chance, thinking maybe like 2-3
I make mistakes, but you don't wanna lose me 
So many people I

talking bout Chicago, but he was just in the field
And I ain't playing for the Pacers, I'm hoping my buddy healed
From that deal he had to take, because

You ain't really by my side
You not a ride or die
I thought you was real
That's lie

That's a lie
That's a lie
That's a lie
That's a lie

No remorse,

chilling on my b side tho
CTC is in my B I O
Yo dawg really actin like a feline bro
Yo girl keep staring at my v line bro
You stuck can't figure out the line

on tomorrow
She been the one with the problem I been the one who can solve drill em in em like Chicago make em respect my moral
My grind stay on auto reaching

darkest ways
Her name's Christina, middle name is trouble
Should've known that everything I want's the mother fucking devil
So I'm stuck in the middle

darkest ways
Her name's Christina, middle name is trouble
Should've known that everything I want's the mother fucking devil
So I'm stuck in the middle

light this spliff
Not vicodin but it's guaranteed the mic will spin
When it's in my hands.. fk the fake shit, let the bass hit
I'm not stuck, I moved

the lotto
And n***** might air it out like Chicago
Talkin about that 30 they ain't making shots
I feel curry in that paint cuz I'm getting hot
Man I ride with

She took a train on a trip to Chicago
Try to find herself a whole new life
I'm still right here, and I'll be here tomorrow
Stuck in my head,

can't stop me, by the way
Suicidal if you walk in my aim
Cue the title cards, I think that James
Cameron needs a camera on my reign
An 30 hour album can't

the b-roll
I been stacking double double's like Chicagos D Rose
It was like yesterday I was just stuck in detention
Making good money off the samples I don't

truth
Like a hard pill to swallow
Didn't live out a car
Older cousins in Chicago
What needs to be done
Her begging on to borrow
Realized I'm a star
Filled

Quit all that capping and that ratting I don't feel it
I took your bitch that's a fact showed her realness
She in the back of the bach on some chill shit

the score it's like 50 to 3
Niggas be mad they can't fuck wit the team
Shorty expensive like Birkin me please
Jeans by Brazil but we out in Belize
This for

Bitch you know I got it like T-Pain
Say that you here but your heart over there
And we not in Chicago them lies I can't Bare
If I got it you got it you

meant something to sing
Stuck between two countries in a fire
The best god damn band in Wyoming

Little Tets Bessho rep'd the Kardiacs gang
The clarinet

pouring 
You see she cut ties and bounced
Now I'm by myself
For 2 years I felt
My true fears 
That I've held In

I'm an opportunist
Opportunity to do this

I need a 20 peace
Spicy dark or light meat
Thick thighs please
I'm in the need of something
Hypnotizing
Entranced by her eyes
Mind stuck like

Verse 1. Yea I’m back on my shit again yea i’m back stuck in my ways and I can’t fuck little mama if she ain’t pay she has to call bro to get it

Everything I ever got man I got it off the mud
Man I started in Chicago where they ain't help me with nothin
Can you say That?
Naw, well this is pay back
I

Chicago on my mind
Where I used to roam
Now I'm in a maze
That I navigate alone

Second guess myself
Of where I'm supposed to be
But I keep coming back

Let's Go

Chris Lowe

Black Life

2004

or New Haven, or Chicago
Oh yeah, by the way, my name Chris Lowe
Move ya hips lows, love it when ya lips blow
Damn - shorty's standin by the coat check