[Verse: Chief Keef] Made it out the Chi', if I didn’t, wouldn’t see today It’s a setback, everytime I see the cage You got warfare, if you do then we can play It got real dark, I'm like "bro, I see the way" It can be Nacho Cheese, my lil shorty Frito-Lay I look both ways crossin’ the streets and that sh*t still wasn’t safe I don’t go to church, man, damn I need to pray S-O-S-A, B-A-B-Y, gang Eff, eff, eff, how that pound smell? We don't know you boy, get your ass from 'round here For the round table, I went bought some round chairs Fendy, Louwop and Guwop, my lounge gear At the gun range, sound checkin', sound clear She want the guwop, the louwop, I don’t wear Tell your man (Bop bop bop), don’t go therе I’m in the church, and I’m tryna get my soul clear Wrotе my name on the wall, hope it don’t smear Said I love you forty times, I was sincere He poppin’ out with same clothes that my b*tch wear Dirty hoe said I was broke, and I said "b*tch where?" All my exes missing out they need to get here All these b*tches up in my hair like some L'Oréal Bro got booked in 2011, it feel like forty years This chicago, ni**a! [Outro: Margaret Carter] Hi, lil’ Keef, Granny is so proud of you Goin' on with your life, go down to my house and kept going Granny just love it, keep going, baby, keep going Granny just love how you move and doing yourself, and doing yourself well Thank God