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Chi-Town
Hip-Hop/Rap
Chi-Town was released on July 23, 2026 by VINTAGE as a part of the album ONWARDS
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AlbumONWARDS
Release DateJuly 23, 2026
LabelVINTAGE
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gavin Greenfield
Gavin Greenfield
Rap
Nick Lopez
Nick Lopez
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gavin Greenfield
Gavin Greenfield
Songwriter
Nick Lopez
Nick Lopez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gavin Greenfield
Gavin Greenfield
Engineer
Nick Lopez
Nick Lopez
Engineer

Lyrics

My brother ain't shy, he killin' shit out in Chi-town
They terrified, runnin' from smoke, don't let it die down
Come and find out, how long they'll take to die out
30 seconds, all that I need, put y'all in time-out
I always write down what I spit, no electronics
My shadow turn walkers to runners, I'm supersonic
Shawn Kemp, I'm rockin' rims, rockin' 40
Paparazzi poppin' round the corner, flashing photos
I'm in the Rover
I can't see over rappers that's standing yay high
The boy that's called the answer, only time I fuck with A.I
Time for a damn bank heist that they ain't aware of
They think it's sweet, I bring the heat, Robert De Niro
Robbin' dinero
The choppa sing like Clairo
Make him see clearer
Sometimes I don't look like what's in the mirror
They gettin' nearer
I ain't fallin' for the bait, I'm not Shai
Reiterate that rappers my suns, it's no shade
My brother ain't shy, he killin' shit out in Chi-town
They terrified, runnin' from smoke, don't let it die down
Come and find out, how long that you'll take to die out
30 seconds, all that I need, put y'all in time-out
Love my hometown, while I'm reppin' Chi-town
No smoke, we let it die down
I'm not shy, anybody who think they got it, I'm out snatchin' their crown
You cannot rock with me, Michael Jackson
When I get to action, seatbelts, they fasten
Kill them in the future and the past tense
I'm high on life, you got too much pride, no Kendrick
I'm stealin' your thunder, Ricky Henderson
The rules, we bendin' them
Pearl Harbor, we threatenin
They say the ice in my veins comes from the Midwest
I point to my wrist like D-Lo, I attest
I've been harvestin' this shit since the womb
Now I be causin' havoc for many moons, many tunes
Shootouts in saloons, it's rated R, nothing made for cartoons
My brother ain't shy, he killin' shit out in Chi-town
They terrified, runnin' from smoke, don't let it die down
Come and find out, how long that you'll take to die out
30 seconds, all that I need, put y'all in time-out
Okay, my checks got signin' papers
More records than vinyl players
The bettors say I'm the favorite
Y'all step like you Con McGregor
My boy from where Mike was playin
He poised, and he boutta take shit
They chest on a ventilator
You know they'll be ventin' later
I'm done with the hesitation
Bookin' the reservations
They duckin' like Matrix
Shit's in reverse, lead erase him
Give me a verse, get out the hearse
Open or closed, whatever works
Feelin' like Jalen, makin' it hurt
Give em the pain, then make it worse
My brother ain't shy, he killin' shit out in Chi-town
They terrified, runnin' from smoke, don't let it die down
Come and find out, how long they'll take to die out
30 seconds, all that I need, put y'all in time-out
They walkin' towards the beam, no gymnastics
I'm spittin' sporadic, I'm feelin' fantastic
Feelin' like I'm numero uno, they gon' hand me a rose
Gonna need all my ligaments to stay legitimate
Strikin' a pose, branched out to achieve goals
Frank Sinatra, Windy City, you know how the theme goes
Standin' ten toes at boundaries I've never been before
Mind runnin' around in circles like Caleb
I'ma give you 13 for the record, cause I'm a bar chaser
You gotta stay safer, keep on makin' hits
Just like the kid not batting eyes to any hater
Take a trip to the city, you won't come back the same
There ain't no lookin' at me, you gon' have to find someone else to blame
My brother ain't shy, he killin' shit out of Chi-town
They terrified, runnin' from smoke, don't let it die down
Come and find out, how long they'll take to die out
30 seconds, all that I need, put y'all in time-out
Written by: Gavin Greenfield, Nick Lopez
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