Cozart attended Dulles Elementary School and later Banner High School on Chicago's South Side, which is where he got his career start. In December 2011, he was arrested on a weapons charge (aggravated unlawful use of a weapon) and put under house arrest at his grandmother's home. While under house arrest, Cozart posted several videos to his YouTube account. The attention he received grew in the short time between the release of several mixtapes and several music videos, including "Bang," "3Hunna," and "I Don't Like." After two locally successful mixtapes, "I Don't Like" became a local hit in Chicago. It also caught fellow Chicago rapper Kanye West's attention, and West organized a remix of the song along with rappers Pusha T, Jadakiss, and Big Sean. On July 7, 2012, it was announced that Chief Keef would be performing at the 2012 Lollapalooza music festival.
In the following years, Keef has served up a continuous stream of releases, such as Back From the Dead 2 (2014), Bang 3 (2015), and Thot Breaker (2017). Critics have cited Chief Keef as a major influence on contemporary hip hop through his impact on artists such as Lil Uzi Vert, 21 Savage, Tupac and various collaborations.
Blurry
Chief Keef Lyrics
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Ayy, tell this nigga say he
Want what? He want what?
Call your phone and say who?
Man, I don't know what the fuck she want, man
That bitch got me fucked up
I ask grandma for fifty
She gave me a hundred
I was trappin' and shit but I trap with shit
Gang in this bitch damn Grandma
I can't get a hundred to fuck around
With and get off the block?
Don't say nothin' when I get locked up now
Shit, she don't even wanna
Give no hundred though
She gave to me though, she gave me fifty
Nah, I brought back a hundred
She gave me fifty ayy, ayy, ayy
Hahaha, ayy
Ask grandma for fifty (Grandma)
She gave me a hundred (A hundred)
I ran off with the money (Money, yoom)
Then brought back some money
(Then brought back some money)
Smoking green dope (Dope)
Shit reekin' like fried onions (Shit reekin')
I take any money
(Any money) , foreign money or rap money
I be trappin', I ain't lackin', nigga
I ain't worried
(I ain't lackin', I ain't worried)
I will let my gun blow, nigga, I ain't scared
(Nigga, I ain't scared)
I'm a warrior with a thirty, nigga
I ain't Curry
Check out my watch, my diamonds, nigga
They ain't blurry (Nigga, they ain't blurry)
Blurry, blurry, blurry, blurry
I was in Wokcano's eatin' on some curry
(Eatin' on some curry)
But wanting to hit thirty-four, bitch
That's Eddy Curry (Bang, bang, bang)
I'm still smokin' loud (Tooka)
Even though you hear me (You hear me)
Bitch, I'm in the field, White Sox
Paul Konerko (Paul Konerko)
Get my hittas on you, Ronald Belasario
(Belasario)
Told that bitch that gave me head last night
Nerdy hoe (Lil nerdy hoe)
Throwin' money in the club, I'm a pitcher
Run yours up (Run yours up)
And I swear my watch a thot
It is a lil flirty hoe (Flirty hoe)
Pull up doin' hit's, eating on some cereal
(Some cereal)
White chocolate, white milk, red Cheerio's
(Red Cheerio's)
Shoot the red guts out a nigga
Red gut material (Bang, bang, skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch, I'm trappin' in my trap
Dancin' like Lil TerRio (Skrrt, skrrt)
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Ask grandma for fifty (Grandma)
She gave me a hundred (A hundred)
I ran off with the money (Money, yoom)
Then brought back some money
(Then brought back some money)
Smoking green dope (Dope)
Shit reekin' like fried onions (Shit reekin')
I take any money
(Any money) , foreign money or rap money
I be trappin', I ain't lackin', nigga
I ain't worried
(I ain't lackin', I ain't worried)
I will let my gun blow, nigga, I ain't scared
(Nigga, I ain't scared)
I'm a warrior with a thirty, nigga
I ain't Curry
Check out my watch, my diamonds, nigga
They ain't blurry (Nigga, they ain't blurry)
Gang, gang
White 'vette, pull up red interior
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Engine too damn loud, I'm not hearin' ya
(Ha, ha)
Four nickel on my hip, I'm not fearin' ya
(Nah, nah)
Hollows hit your face it's bacteria
(Bop, bop, skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch, I'm trappin' out the hemi-a
(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch, I'm trappin' with the semi tucked
(Skrrt, skrrt, dududuh)
Got a thousand for a hundred pack
Then pick it up (Ha, ha)
Nigga said can he be Glo, I'm not feeling ya
(Nah, nah) bitch, I'm in the trap
I'm countin' all these silly bucks
(Fff, beep)
Dirty money, but it keep me clean as fuck
(Gang)
All this jewelry on got me blinging up
(Bling, bling)
Nigga want war, tell him set it up
(Bang bang, grah, bang)
Gang, gang, gang, gang, bang, bang
Ask grandma for fifty (Grandma)
She gave me a hundred (A hundred)
I ran off with the money (Money, yoom)
Then brought back some money
(Then brought back some money)
Smoking green dope (Dope)
Shit reekin' like fried onions (Shit reekin')
I take any money
(Any money) , foreign money or rap money
I be trappin', I ain't lackin', nigga
I ain't worried
(I ain't lackin', I ain't worried)
I will let my gun blow, nigga, I ain't scared
(Nigga, I ain't scared)
I'm a warrior with a thirty, nigga
I ain't Curry
Check out my watch, my diamonds, nigga
They ain't blurry (Nigga, they ain't blurry)
In Chief Keef's song "Blurry," he tells a story about his interactions with his grandmother and his experiences in the trap (drug dealing). The lyrics depict Keef asking his grandmother for fifty dollars, but she surprises him by giving him a hundred dollars instead. He then takes the money and engages in illegal activities, possibly drug trafficking, before returning with more money. Keef's lyrics also showcase his confidence and fearlessness, illustrating that he is not afraid to use his gun if necessary. He refers to himself as a warrior with a "thirty," implying that he possesses a .30 caliber firearm. Additionally, he boasts about his flashy watch and diamonds, emphasizing that they are clear and not blurry.
The song reflects Chief Keef's signature style, characterized by gritty lyrics and a raw, aggressive delivery. It captures the street culture and experiences that shaped his upbringing and musical career. Through his lyrics, Keef expresses the challenges, risks, and rewards of his lifestyle, highlighting the allure and danger of the trap and the pursuit of money.
Line by Line Meaning
Ayy, tell this nigga say he
Hey, ask this guy what he wants to say
Want what? He want what?
What does he want?
Call your phone and say who?
Who called your phone?
Man, I don't know what the fuck she want, man
I have no idea what she wants, man
That bitch got me fucked up
She has me confused
I ask grandma for fifty
I asked grandma for $50
She gave me a hundred
But she gave me $100
Shit, I brought her back some money
So, I returned some money to her
I was trappin' and shit but I trap with shit
I was involved in illegal activities, but I dealt with low-quality substances
Gang in this bitch damn Grandma
My gang is present in this place, even Grandma is here
I can't get a hundred to fuck around
I can't have $100 to fool around with
With and get off the block?
And leave this neighborhood?
Don't say nothin' when I get locked up now
Don't say anything when I get arrested now
Shit, she don't even wanna
She doesn't even want to
Give no hundred though
Give me $100 though
She gave to me though, she gave me fifty
But she actually gave me $50
Nah, I brought back a hundred
No, I returned $100 to her
She gave me fifty ayy, ayy, ayy
So, she ended up giving me $50, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hahaha, ayy
Hahaha, yeah
Ask grandma for fifty (Grandma)
I asked grandma for $50
She gave me a hundred (A hundred)
But she gave me $100
I ran off with the money (Money, yoom)
I took the money and ran away
Then brought back some money
But then I returned some of the money
Smoking green dope (Dope)
I'm smoking marijuana
Shit reekin' like fried onions (Shit reekin')
The smell is strong like fried onions
I take any money
I accept any kind of money
Foreign money or rap money
Including foreign currency or money from music
I be trappin', I ain't lackin', nigga
I engage in illegal activities, I'm not slacking, man
I ain't worried
I'm not worried
I will let my gun blow, nigga, I ain't scared
I will use my gun, I'm not afraid
I'm a warrior with a thirty, nigga
I'm like a warrior with a .30-caliber gun, man
Check out my watch, my diamonds, nigga
Look at my watch and my diamonds, man
They ain't blurry (Nigga, they ain't blurry)
They are clear, man, they are not blurry
Blurry, blurry, blurry, blurry
Unclear, unclear, unclear, unclear
I was in Wokcano's eatin' on some curry
I was at Wokcano's restaurant eating curry
But wanting to hit thirty-four, bitch
But wanting to score 34 points, girl
That's Eddy Curry (Bang, bang, bang)
Reference to Eddy Curry, a basketball player
I'm still smokin' loud (Tooka)
I'm still smoking strong weed
Even though you hear me (You hear me)
Even though it's noticeable
Bitch, I'm in the field, White Sox
I'm in the field like the White Sox baseball team
Paul Konerko (Paul Konerko)
Referencing Paul Konerko, a former White Sox player
Get my hittas on you, Ronald Belasario
I'll have my guys attack you, like Ronald Belisario, a former White Sox player
Told that bitch that gave me head last night
Told that girl who gave me oral sex last night
Nerdy hoe (Lil nerdy hoe)
Calling her a nerdy girl
Throwin' money in the club, I'm a pitcher
I'm throwing money in the club, like a professional pitcher
Run yours up (Run yours up)
Get more money
And I swear my watch a thot
And I swear my watch is promiscuous
It is a lil flirty hoe (Flirty hoe)
It's a bit flirtatious, like a promiscuous girl
Pull up doin' hit's, eating on some cereal
Arrive while committing crimes, eating cereal
White chocolate, white milk, red Cheerio's
Referring to different colors of cereal
Shoot the red guts out a nigga
Shoot a person's red intestines
Red gut material (Bang, bang, skrrt, skrrt)
Referring to blood and violence
Bitch, I'm trappin' in my trap
I'm engaged in illegal activities in my own neighborhood
Dancin' like Lil TerRio (Skrrt, skrrt)
Dancing energetically like Lil TerRio
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
The sound effect of tires screeching
White 'vette, pull up red interior
White Corvette with a red interior
Engine too damn loud, I'm not hearin' ya
The engine is too loud, I can't hear you
Four nickel on my hip, I'm not fearin' ya
I have a .44 Magnum on my side, I'm not afraid of you
Hollows hit your face it's bacteria
Bullets hitting your face is like an infection
Bitch, I'm trappin' out the hemi-a
I'm involved in illegal activities in the area
Bitch, I'm trappin' with the semi tucked
I'm involved in illegal activities with a semi-automatic gun hidden
Got a thousand for a hundred pack
Got $1000 for a pack of drugs
Then pick it up (Ha, ha)
Then collect the money
Nigga said can he be Glo, I'm not feeling ya
Someone asked if he can join my gang, I'm not interested
Bitch, I'm in the trap
I'm involved in illegal activities
I'm countin' all these silly bucks
I'm counting all this insignificant money
Dirty money, but it keep me clean as fuck
I have illegal money, but it keeps me well-off
All this jewelry on got me blinging up
I'm wearing a lot of flashy jewelry
Nigga want war, tell him set it up
If someone wants to fight, tell them to make arrangements
Gang, gang, gang, gang, bang, bang
Referring to his gang involvement and violence
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
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Moozoda
My favorite mixtape by him 🔥
Choppa lz
real meaning of a “certified hood classic”.
Nygel Tzib
Use to play this to the skate 3 demo and cod zombies lmao
Dee Manns
This still go crazy 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
U&R
I used to use it as an alarm. I would get up right away LOL
Jonathan Willis
Brilliant
youngBlackBruceLee
The beat come from hell🥶
ksubiski
This guys next up 💯🔥
Khamiah Simmons
😂😂😂
ItSito
Bonkers 😵💫