This is a song about "Chill on you"

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

Good morning, welcome to the good life, this is how we chill

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Chicago ain't your city it's just a spot that you chill in

As i light one for ill will

Called up yo girl to come chill

Gotta give her da good i'm liking da wood and now it's over lady

I wanna chill, i wanna chill, i wanna chill on sugar hill baby

Influenced by black hippy but i rep the east you fuck boys need to chill more

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

I'm sick of getting walked on when i choose to chill and lie.

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

Your girl look like she need to chill

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

If i can let it go so can you so stay calm and chill