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.
The Talk
Chief Keef Lyrics
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Ayy, ayy
Phew,
Don't call my phone unless you tryna buy a whole brick, nigga
Phew, phew
I been in this shit boy, you know I ain't no roody-poo
I just get my dick sucked, it ain't right she fufu
Tell them niggas steppin' to me, hit 'em with the .44 (.44)
Diamonds from the north pole (bang), I see you lookin' bro (bang, bang, bang)
You in the trap, with the crack, don't know how to cook it though (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
You spend the bands and yo' sack on some hooker hoes (phew)
You post yo' guns and yo' set and yo' cookie dough (phew, phew, phew)
Watch out nigga, gang pullin' up (skrrt)
I heard you dropped a couple songs, they ain't good enough (nah)
I see you hangin' with them goofies, they ain't hood enough (huh)
I see you trickin' on that bitch, what I wouldn't know? (Go, go)
I got a switchblade on a stick, I'll cut you up (go)
Pussy actin' like you rough, you ain't rough enough (nah)
Shorty, I'm about my business, where the button up? (Bang)
Cops pulled up on the set, ain't no cuffin' us (grrah, bang, bang)
Pull up in a truck (skudaskur), what the fuck is up? (Skrr)
Ten millys man (skudaskur), I urge a nigga fuck with us (skrr, skrr, skrr)
I got pull like guitar brass orchestra (duh-duh-duh, ayy)
Like I owe the dope some', it got me coughin' up (ugh, ugh)
Fuckin' with them hoes, you gon' get set up (ayy)
We got fifty pipes (ayy), we brought out the best ones (ayy, gang)
It's pigs in your farm pussy, Alabama (huh, huh)
Baby Glock bitch, it's like a fuckin' bed bug (bang, bang)
I been runnin' shit, bitch, you see my leg numb (bang, bang)
Yo' homie just died boy, keep ya head up (head up)
I remember when I pulled my first foreign car on Lamron (Lamron)
I remember sellin' dope on Dipset, Cam'ron (Cam'ron)
Don't do no deals 'round him, he might tell some' (shh)
Ayy, lil' bro get low, I'm finna nail some' (bop)
Trunk his ass, kidnap him, full nelson (skrrt, skrrt)
Lookin' for me bitch? I'm grindin' on a rail, son (skrrt, skrrt)
I got big .45 in my belt, son (bang, bang, bang)
Thirty-four size jeans big Amiris (Amiri)
Remember goin' downtown stealin' on the camera (camera)
Now the Hellcat sittin' outside and it's gettin' rusty (rusty)
'Member making BM buy me H&M (ayy)
Hold the pussy upside down, now I'm shakin' him (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Cops got him in tht room, and they breakin' him (pussy)
Ambulance took too long, it's too late for him (go)
Baby, say I'm the dog, I get that awful lot (huh, huh, huh)
And I'm sippin' cough syrup, gettin' off a lot (huh)
I just pulled up Ferrari, gettin' off the lot (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Pussy boy, I'm rich, you ain't talkin' right (pussy)
Ain't no talkin', unless
Unless you know me and got something to talk about
Pussy
If I don't know you I ain't got nothin' to say to you really
Go
Go, get 'em
Ayy, uh, ayy, uh
Go, go, go, go (uh, uh)
GBE baby, Sosa Baby, Sit Gang, nigga, Get It Gang (duh-duh-duh, skuduskuh)
Chain cost a brick, Arm & Hammer, pot and pan (huh)
Tryin' not to go to jail, nigga not again (no, no no)
God told 'em, copy and paste, get him out of man (ayy)
I call my FN, Waka Flocka, Glock is waka's mans (bang, bang, bang)
Lookin' back at old shit, 'member we was off the Xans (huh)
Had baby ass closet, now I'm walkin' in (in)
Ben Frank, Grant Jackson been my longest friends (buddy)
Seen ya outside the club, is you gon' get in? (Pussy)
Heard your fuckin' last album, boy, you need to stop
You didn't even do it right, it don't need to drop (no)
Man I'm tired of buyin' jewelry, man, I need some stock (bling, bling, bling)
Wake up, take naps and go to sleep with guap
I can never tell my granny, I was fixin' too (no)
I just rolled down on Bally, like what you finsta do (what you sayin'?)
Ho follow me on her real page and finsta too (yeah)
I just got fresh as fuck for an Insta shoot (Sosa Baby)
Pulled out black and white truck, moo, moo, moo (skrrt)
We ain't never had a big homie, fuck your rules (fuck 'em)
Hold on, you swear I know you, nigga, fuck is you? (Who is you?)
My pops from the other side, nigga, fuck him too (huh)
Yeah, I fuck with him a little, nigga, what's it to you? (Ayy)
We just bought some bumper cars tryna bump it to you (ayy)
I just got some green tips (ayy,) and I bought 'em for you (duh-duh-duh)
Heard you slidin' to the show, bitch we brought them for you (duh-duh-duh)
Ayy (duh-duh-duh)
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang (duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh)
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, phew, gang
Ayy, ayy
Phew, phew, phew, phew
Ayy, ayy
The lyrics to Chief Keef's song The Talk feature a collection of verses delivered in a rapid-fire, almost stream-of-consciousness flow. The words paint a picture of a life on the streets, where survival is paramount and danger lurks around every corner. The opening line, "Don't call my phone unless you tryna buy a whole brick, nigga" sets the tone for the rest of the song, which is filled with references to drug dealing, violence, and a general disregard for authority.
Throughout the song, Chief Keef drops names and references to famous rappers like Cam'ron and Waka Flocka, as well as his own crew, GBE (Glory Boyz Entertainment). He brags about his success and talks about the people who doubted him in the past. He also touches on themes of loyalty and betrayal, as well as the notion that he is always on the lookout for danger.
In short, The Talk is a gritty and raw portrait of life on the streets, where survival is paramount and danger lurks around every corner. Chief Keef's lyrics capture the feeling of living on the edge and the sense that danger is always lurking just around the corner.
Line by Line Meaning
Don't call my phone unless you tryna buy a whole brick, nigga
Don't bother me unless you want to buy a large amount of drugs from me.
I been in this shit boy, you know I ain't no roody-poo
I have a lot of experience in this lifestyle and I'm not a weak person.
I just get my dick sucked, it ain't right she fufu
I receive oral sex, but it's not appropriate to discuss because it's disrespectful.
Tell them niggas steppin' to me, hit 'em with the .44 (.44)
If anyone threatens me, I will defend myself and attack them with my .44 caliber gun.
Diamonds from the north pole (bang), I see you lookin' bro (bang, bang, bang)
I have flashy diamond jewelry that gets people's attention.
You in the trap, with the crack, don't know how to cook it though (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
You are involved in drug dealing but don't know how to properly prepare the drugs for sale.
It's pigs in your farm pussy, Alabama (huh, huh)
There are law enforcement officers in your area who are trying to stop drug trafficking.
Yo' homie just died boy, keep ya head up (head up)
Your friend just passed away, stay strong and keep your head held high.
Baby, say I'm the dog, I get that awful lot (huh, huh, huh)
I receive a large amount of attention and praise for my rapping career.
Chain cost a brick, Arm & Hammer, pot and pan (huh)
My chain is worth a lot of money, and I use items like Arm & Hammer, pots, and pans for drug preparation.
Tryin' not to go to jail, nigga not again (no, no no)
I am working hard to avoid getting arrested again.
Wake up, take naps and go to sleep with guap
I constantly think about and make money in my daily routine.
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Keith Cozart
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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