[Verse 1: Ian Frequency]
Chicago, Chicago
Wherever I go you can follow
Rest today and save tomorrow
Swear my heart is very hollow
Swear all these jokers is shallow
When I pull up the cathedral
Praying for hope and a decoy
Really wanna be the boy
Broken heart got a d-tour
She playin' with me like a toy
f*ckin' me up for the hell of it
Fake f*cks wearin' counterfeit
Forecast like a weather man
Makin' it rain for the hell of it
Doin' my thing for the hell of it
Pull up and flex for the hell of it
A, E, I, O, U
Yeah you know that I'm a wise guy
Posting up outside of Five Nights
Told her look me in my eyes
Tell me do you see the price?
Can't see me when I'm see-through
Swerve a joker if I need to
I'ma shoot it, I'ma swish
Got nothing on my wrist
But I'm still icy as hell
When I pull out the hotel
You hear me ringing the bells
Trapped in my head like a cell
You can hit me on the celly
Instead of [?] I was [?]
Don't go for the dap, not your fella
[Chorus: Ian Frequency]
Ooh, you can only hear me when I go
Windy in the city see me falling
Underneath my skin, I see you crawling
Heart is beating harder in the moment
Really have depression I don't show it
Frozen broken focused, then I'm hopeless
Ooh, Ooh
You can only hear me when I go
Windy in the city see me falling
Underneath my skin, I see you crawling
Heart is beating harder in the moment
Really have depression I don't show it
Frozen broken focused, then I'm hopeless
Ooh
[Bridge: Ian Frequency]
Chicago, Chicago
Wherever I go you can follow
Know I had to hit the high notes
You can feel it in your eyelids
I ain't really with the violence
Always sittin' in the silence
Now you see me 'cause I'm shining
[Verse 2: Ian Frequency]
Girl look at my face, you too serious
The way you left me, had me furious
Break my heart up with some shears
Learn a way to face my fears
Find a way to dissapear
Watch out the car when I steer
Drivin' with tears in my eyes
Sayin' boys don't cry
This is my music, surprised?
Fake f*ckers, high five
I ain't f*cking with a lie
Boutta change my name to Bobby Tarantino, yuh
Homie you not my amigo, yuh
Banana flows, they don't appeal
Don't really care how you feel
Know my heart is made of steel
Wrap it up, put on a seal
[Outro: Conrad II]
Mom, mom
So guess what
What?
Just take a guess
You got signed
What?
How'd you guess it right the first time?