Lay a n***a down for that chicken
Spray a couple rounds for that chicken
They don’t play around for that
f** around and you get found for that
On Utica Utica, Utica Utica
Them shooters a shoot at ya, them shooters a shoot at ya
They move pharmaceuticals, come through and they’ll tutor ya
No matter what you into, just always stay true to ya
[Verse 1]
Lifted, all of the time I’m so lifted
My mama crying I’m too gifted
Why are your lines so explicit ?
You different
But I live it, all of this crime in my vision
Police just raided my sisters
Nephew & Niece in the system
Feeling like I got nobody
Wonder if I got the crew
But they don’t really got nobody
So what we really got to loose?
If you scared go to ma** n***a
Some masked n***as in the back and the pa**enger
Strapped, they don’t want jack but the cash from ya
And they shoot with accuracy if you acting up. Blasphemy
How we praying for a come up. Tinted like shades in the summer
Toting Ak’s with a drummer
Outraged when police slay our brothers
Next week on the same street spraying one another n***a
Stress that’s on my mind, Stress my sober mind
Though the hood is weak we find good & speak in these textures of the times
Trace sketches for the blind. sh** webster don’t define
If these record execs don’t check for a n***a for the check I’m loading mine
Blow the nine
[Chorus]
Lay a n***a down for that chicken
Spray a couple rounds for that chicken
They don’t play around for that
f** around and you get found for that
On Utica Utica, Utica Utica
Them shooters a shoot at ya, them shooters a shoot at ya
They move pharmaceuticals, come through and they’ll tutor ya
No matter what you into, just always stay true to ya
[Verse 2]
I be with them drug dealers, most of them gang bang
All of us real n***as, all in the same game
They movin that product, my music
That product
Slang dope for that change mayne. Like who is Obama?
On Utica, Utica ya boo is on Utica
She hit my computer up, a few of them, few of us
Her chickens came through with her, ran through now Im through with her
Tell me how come all the flows be on dumb and they just getting stupider
Sheesh, switching lanes b**h
Vintage frames bihh
Rocking sh** you never seen like it’s plain sh**
Been the man since lil Donnovan took the dollar van down to plaza fam
Got’em staring like I never seen a Filipino goddess in the projects, damn
I remember bullets poppin outside the apartment us duckin & dodging them
I don’t remember last night I was high off klonopins and a lot xans
Chopping grams with my yardy man
Popping Molly in the promise land
Reddish tints behind my cartier’s
Serving chickens out the carter, yeah
[Chorus}
{Verse 3]
I don’t know why, I feel so fried
My tears are dry, Till I lose my high
Feeling like I got nobody
Wonder if I got the crew
They don’t really got nobody
We don’t really got nobody