Missing You - Chance The Rapper

In the real world, these just people with ideas

In the real world, these just people with ideas

In the real world, these just people with ideas

In the real world, these just people with ideas

That shit cray, that shit dead

, that shit fake, plastic head

Cassius Clay at his head, atta boy, atta kid

I’ma need a napkin, cook 'em up

And he gon' need an Aspirin, hook him up

Niggas was busy scrappin', put 'em up

I was too busy rapping, good as fuck

Niggas don’t act like grown ups

When niggas don’t get to grow up

Niggas don’t wanna throw hands

That’s what made me wanna throw up

But these young gunners ain’t nothin' but young stunners

And niggas see you as come ups so niggas just wanna run up

Niggas asking, «What up?»

I said on my soul, I’m a hundred

My niggas stay in the low end, the others stay in the hundreds

My daddy throw me the hands and my momma told me to love 'em

My neighbors told me they hunting, I hope I make it through summer

They stole one of my niggas, I should have seen that one coming

My priest told me it’s angels, my niggas told me its nothing

I’m thinking about my nigga he thinking before he die

I’m going to war with fate and I’m going to war with God

I’m burning up all the papers 'cause all the reporters lied

I called up my lil' homie, bought him a .45

Brown boys are dying and none of 'em were for business

And all of em' love they momma and all of they mommas miss 'em

And this shit is just stupid, this shit is fucking senseless

The news shouldn’t support it, this shit is getting expensive

I don’t know why I sleep with my eyes wide

Hoping that I find you

And I don’t know why I sleep with my eyes wide

Hoping that I find you

And now for something completely different

And I don’t know why I sleep with my eyes wide

Hoping that I find you

And hoping that I find you

I been hoping that I find you

I’m missing you

I’m missing you

I’m missing you

I’m missing you

I’m missing you

In the real world, these just people with ideas

In the real world, these just people with ideas

I’m missing you

In the real world, these just people with ideas