William Crooks - chicago Lyrics

I got a hole in my heart
Tryna find words but its hard to say
Four wings with the mild sauce
Why's the closest Harold's Chicken f*ckin' far away?
Its so cold in Chicago
Chicago, why are you so far away?
Every morning I wake up,
I don't know who I'm gonna be today
(Yeah, uh)

Everything I want always seems so out of reach, yeah (Uh-huh, yeah)
Every little problem, man, I put that on my Visa (Put that on my)
I just maxed my shit, out but I paid the lease off
Got a four page letter from the bank, no Aaliyah (Nah)
Tryna get my luck up, can someone break my femur
Or give me the money and the fame, I ain't got either (Unintelligible)
I can't even see ya
I'm so high up like a hawk
I ordered pizza but I wanted four piece, mild sauce

I got a hole in my heart (Hole in my heart, now)
Tryna find words but its hard to say (Hard to say to you)
Four wings with the mild sauce
Why's the closest Harold's Chicken f*ckin' far away?
Its so cold in Chicago

And its so f*ckin' hot in Georgia (F*ck)
Heat index a million (Uh-huh, yeah)
I might sweat right through the sofa
Eatin' brisket in the bathtub, drinking mimosas
I been goin' thru it f*cked up since last October
Yeah, uh
Man I hate being sober
Shout out to Sosa
If they ain't talkin' four piece with a soda
Then they ain't talkin' homie
F*ck 'em

Nothing really makes sense to me
No where ever feels like home
I'm a embassy
I don't need the empathy
I just really wanna know where I'm supposed to be
Nothing really makes sense to me
No where ever feels like home
I'm a embassy
And I don't need the empathy
I just really wanna know where I'm supposed to be

I got a hole in my heart (Hole in my heart, now)
Tryna find words but its hard to say
Four wings with the mild sauce (With the mild sauce)
Why's the closest Harold's Chicken f*ckin' far away?
Its so cold in Chicago
Chicago, why are you so far away?
Every morning I wake up
I don't know who I'm gonna be today