Chief Keef Lyrics

Used to wanna be like Chief Sosa

Chilling on the block

hanging out wit them O Boys

When I heard three hunna I said "Oh boy"

Seen my city change

now the gang wanna tote boy

Aye, aye

They ain't making no noise

They wanna be the CHI

That ain't gone fly, ain't finna go boy

Aye, aye

That Bible what I tote boy

Don't ever think I'm lackin

Bible packed under my coat boy

Used to wanna ride wit that choppa, aye

Gave my life to Christ, now I'm riding with the father, aye

Used wanna be 300

Wasn't stopping me

Had my head hanging

Dreads swinging from the top of me

Started sippin' syrup, and wanted to pop a bean

Til I almost OD'd, addy had ya boy on top of things

Didn't wanna be myself, this who I'm trying to be

Skipping school wit gang I'm trying to hang out and go find some weed

Wanted to be a killer, with a large Pelly

Pick up the Ning-Ding

That thing sing just like R. Kelly

Jesus Christ He saved my life before I start steppin'

Yeah He hit the seen in 2013 that's when I start reppin'

O-end or no-end, I used Love Sosa

Used to wanna take them drugs and go get slumped over

Now I'm filled with Holy Spirit and I'm hung over

Can't nobody run the Son, know He come for you

Used to wanna be like Chief Sosa

Chilling on the block, hanging out wit them O Boys

When I heard three hunna I said "Oh boy"

Seen my city change, now the gang wanna tote boy

Aye, aye

They ain't making no noise

They wanna be the CHI

That ain't gone fly, ain't finna go boy

Aye, aye

That Bible what I tote boy

Don't ever think I'm lackin

Bible packed under my coat boy

Yeah, I used to wanna be "gang, gang"

Join the stain gang

Slide on the opps and watch that chain swang

Came from Lincoln's Challenge on the same thang

But now I'm twisting up fingers cuz they taught me how to shake hands

Used to want to twist them fingers up

Til Christ came in my life and he told ya boy to hang it up

But ain't trying to listen I want to bang it up

Didn't think I was gonna be cool

And for Christ I didn't think that I was clean enough

One thing that I forgot about is death though

Couldn't be good enough to earn salvation

Now aint that something

Sin had ya boy death row

Death was knocking at my door and he told ya boy i'm next up

Hell is real, and that's all facts

Think next time you wanna be smoking on that opp pack

Some of y'all think that hell is fun

This is not that

Know you reap what you sow and it's gone come back

Used to wanna be like Chief Sosa

Chilling on the block, hanging out wit them O Boys

When I heard three hunna I said "Oh boy"

Seen my city change, now the gang wanna tote boy

Aye, aye

They ain't making no noise

They wanna be the CHI

That ain't gone fly, ain't finna go boy

Aye, aye

That Bible what I tote boy

Don't ever think I'm lackin

Bible packed under my coat boy