[ Featuring Saba ]
I like to exercise my right to remain silent, please
I plead the .45th, 'cause this shit is beyond me
All their words don't mean anything
City of haters, city of demons (yeah, yeah, ooh-ooh, ooh, uh-uh, ooh)
I wanna love all of y'all, but I don't think it's enough Tylenol (uh)
I'm thinkin' 'bout callin' out, I'm tired as f*ck and I'm noddin' off
Surrounded by narcissists, my noose is movin' through the contusions
They see my hue and they wanna do me, just like Huey P. Newton (ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy)
I got a laundry list of lessons in Chicago lost
Runnin' from pagans, runnin' with Reagan, now they with Donald Trump (oh)
I don't take nothin' too personal, play 50 Cent, I'ma Kurtis Blow
Gold grill and a greasy 'fro, no peace to the PDO
I like to exercise my right to remain silent, please
I plead the .45th, 'cause this shit is beyond me
All their words don't mean anything (no)
City of haters, city of demons (yeah, yeah, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh)
I said I love all of y'all, but that's to get the deposits off (yeah)
I was a child meanwhile my grandfather playin' Ahmad Jamal (uh)
My niggas incarcerated, cops still livin' above the law
The city so cold, I had to leave out quick and let the car defrost (yeah)
Westside Chicago, dodgin' the pound, know I can die tomorrow
'Cause that's a reality, the shit ain't all peachy or tangerine
They coverin' it up with catastrophe
A couple of 'em killed by the badge at ease (yeah)
Shit is a war, never had no peace
They pullin' me over, harrasin' me
So, I'd like to see all of them bastards bleed
I like to exercise my right to remain silent, please
I plead the .45th, 'cause this shit is beyond me
All their words don't mean anything
City of haters, city of demons
