Chi Town Quotes

I Am A God [Intro: Capleton] Blazing, mi don't want them Mi need them Blazing Suh mi tek har outta bugah red and put her in a tall skirt And now she find out what life is really worth No to X rated Yo mi tek har outta bugah red and put her in a tall skirt And now she find out what life is really worth No to X rated [Intro] I am a god I am a god I am a god [Hook] I am a god Hurry up with my damn massage Hurry up with my damn ménage Get the Porsche out the damn garage I am a god Even though I'm a man of god My whole life in the hands of god So y'all better quit playing with god [Verse 1] Soon as they like you make 'em unlike you Cause kissing people ass is so unlike you The only rapper compared to Michael So here's a few hating-ass niggas who'll fight you And here's a few snake-ass niggas to bite you And I don't even wanna hear 'bout what niggas might do Old niggas mentally still in high school Since the tight jeans they never liked you Pink-ass polos with a fucking backpack But everybody know you brought real rap back Nobody had swag, man, we the Rat Pack Virgil Pyrex, Don C snapback Ivan, diamond, Chi-town shining Monop' in this bitch, get a change of climate Hop in this bitch and get the same thing I'm in Until the day I get struck by lightning I am a god So hurry up with my damn massage In a French-ass restaurant Hurry up with my damn croissants I am a god I am a god I am a god AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!! [Verse 2] I just talked to Jesus He said, "What up Yeezus?" I said, "Shit I'm chilling Trying to stack these millions." I know he the most high But I am a close high Mi casa, su casa That's that cosa nostra I am a god I am a god I am a god AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!! [Outro: Justin Vernon] Ain't no way I'm giving up. I'm a god

After putting my boxers on, I noticed a hole in the back of them. I got another pair; it had a hole, too. Every pair of boxers I owned had a hole in them. I unrolled my socks and noticed a hole in toe of both of them. I got another pair they had holes, too. After looking at 6 different pair, all wit’ holes in the big toe I asked Cola, “What happened to all my socks and boxers?” “Huh?” “What happened to my socks and boxers? What the fuck? And my damn shirts?” Every shirt I owned had a hole in the underarm. “That’s what happens when you don’t come home. Sorry.” I stared at her for a long time before I laughed. She knew what she was doing. Every time my socks and shirts had a hole in them I got mad. That got under my skin for some reason. “You crazy,” I laughed.

I promise, you about to have a lot of overdosed muthafuckers on your watch.” “Nah, dead motherfuckers can’t buy drugs; that’s bad for business,” I said, walking out of the warehouse and getting into the back of the all-black tinted Suburban truck.

If I was going to sit in a cell, it would be because of some shit I was actually caught doing, not because of some jealous bitches snitching or greedy niggaz tricking.

And even though weeeee aiiin’t official you know I ain’t no regular girl!