Cold Turkey

[Intro]
Yeah!
Chitown!

[Verse 1]
I was raised in a barn, but I still hate the pigs
Bars go on top of heads, but I still hate the wigs
Y'all catching the smoke, but you still hate the cigs
I’m playing your crush, you said she ain't in my league?
I'm Plummer and you’re Spacey- get you out of the picture
I feel like a convent, I'm just getting these sisters
You claim you're still kicking but it's buckets instead
I won't sell out even with the price on my head
I am on fire, I told you that my life is hell
But swear my crew will cover my back like a turtle shell
Me and my niggas always stick together
After all, you can't spell niggas without the Gs together
Producing heat like Michael Mann
You say you live for the music but then you'll die from mine
I deserve the first five spots of every Top 5
Fuck Thanos, nigga, my snap will bring life
I'm the yellow tape, they make sure they do not cross me
I’m sinning against the Jihadist, I love getting stoned, shit

[Chorus]
You’re now listening to Chitown's finest!

[Verse 2]
They say I’m the greatest, and my music should be selling
I'm not here to sell records, nigga, but to break 'em
I'm the first of a rising breed
And if you niggas fly, you’re gon love this shit
You might defeat me for real but I'm not stopping as well
I'm like a knight on a chessboard, I'll move with the L
You' OK? In reverse, I'll KO you
And get your king back in the caves like that LeBron dude
Hot star but still the closest to the people; I'm the sun
I was created to cause harm when I spit; I'm the gun
Bars smarter than every academic you trust
I'm trynna outclass everybody that stayed in class

[Chorus]
Yo, you're now listening to Chitown's finest!