Vicki Street - With Everything Going On (W.E.G.O) (feat. D'zhari)

No matter where this life takes me
I just wanna make sure my city never says I turned back on em
You get amnesia when the fame hits
So I wrote this when I was still in the trench
Elevation is inevitable
Cuz my grind ain't been questionable
In a city full of day 1s who supported the kid
So when I get on
Everybody gon feel like they did

They beggin me to say what's real
They don't put you on radio when you this ill
Word around town, I look like I just signed a dizeal
A hundred mill but you would never know what's going on
You grind different when you about to be put up out your home

Twenty four months straight
Went from a crib with a view
To a pond not a lake
We love set backs
They make the bounce backs better
If you was fuckin with me then I'm knowing you gon be here for the cheddar
I'm a resilient MF
Wear hella hats like a trucker
What's the point of being fine
If I can't monetize these suckas
Put these good looks with a bus pass and took my ass home
I ain't drive cuz I knew the spots in Hyde Park would be gone
Give me the job of my dreams and a new crib and I'm gone
Give me the whip, give me the drip and a sip of Patron
Praying for me knees like Megan just to pay off student loans
Got one phone for the trap and another to order chicken bones

Yeah yeah yeah
Is what they sayin
With everything going on they still cheer me on
Yeah yeah yeah
Is what they sayin
But you gave your heart away
I put mine in this song
Yeah yeah yeah
Is what they sayin
With everything going on I still pick up the phone
Yeah yeah yeah
Is what they sayin
Might get me a nigga and a bitch
Fuck what ya'll be sayin

He been tryna hit that
With everything going on
Been tryna get my bitch back
With everything going on
We been tryna get racks
With everything going on
They beggin me to come outside
I had to tell em carry on

He been tryna hit that
With everything going on
Been tryna get my bitch back
With everything going on
Can't fake it if I spent that
With everything going on
They callin it a stick up at the jewelry store
Carry on

I got filet mignon dreams
I know I'm good up in the hood
I'mma queen
Niggas be gassin' up the dynasty
And honestly
It suits me to be crusin in foreign leathers
My name hold weight like Canada goose down feathers
Been through all kinda crazy weather
I ain't have no umbrella
But God carried me and now I'm splashing in money puddles
Forget a shuttle
Driver taking us to the PJ
I use to pray for times like this
What my nigga Meek say

It's crazy how any time I'm down on my luck
About to give up
Somebody ends up telling me how much they look up to me
And I'm like
Dang I can't give up now

Just take your time it won't be long
With everything that's going on
Just take your time it won't be long
With everything that's going on
With everything

He been tryna hit that
With everything going on
Been tryna get my bitch back
With everything going on
We been tryna get racks
With everything going on
They beggin me to come outside
I had to tell em carry on

He been tryna hit that
With everything going on
Been tryna get my bitch back
With everything going on
Can't fake it if I spent that
With everything going on
They callin it a stick up at the jewelry store
Carry on

I wanna remember myself like this
Back when I was spending my last on music videos
And hosting shows
With the tag still in my clothes
Shoutout to all the crackin parties I missed
Couldn't afford studio time
So I been sittin on this

Life's been a bitch but I've been that one
Don't really matter who's asking
At this point just post a pic
I don't even struggle with captions
And we still do numbers
Remember that time we stayed in the house the whole summer
Then outside opened up and we turned up at Persona

I'm a visionary
I can see it now
Them old hating ass bitches I can hear them saying Wow
I can see all of my teaches cheering for me in the crowd
No cap
Looks like I'm back to getting A pluses now
That's facts
All I was ever tryna do was put my city on the map
We need more Englewood barbies out here giving back
From the city or the burbs
No matter where you come from
You make it in Chicago mfs say you did something

Written by:
Victoria Street

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