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Coming from a city where bullets turn bro's souls
Who knew from that concrete that a had arose
Good stopped being good when I turned 'em into hos
Dreams stopped being dreams I turned 'em into goals
BIG was the first one had it
I saw Nas' chain, man, that was Illmatic
Then I saw hanging from his gold necklace
Then Ye gave me mine, show you my work ethic
Mom had that hooptie she ran in the dirt
Used to pick me up from school after work
Now she rolling up in that Caddy she coming to church
She's ask why I rock all this gold, cause I'm in first
Got the streets behind me like I was staring in the rear
Used to have to showers standing in the mildew
Now I'm in the penthouse, what a mill do
Looking in the mirror and I'm still you, I'm you

Got my chain
Feeling I got my first chain
I be stunting, stunting like I got my chain
I be stunting, stunting like I got my first

BIG was the first one had it
Now Jacob the Jeweler from my habits
I be stunting, stunting like I got my first
I be stunting, like I got my first chain

the noise all about with this rap stuff
I can say I been punked, robbed or smacked up
I can say I been chased, jumped or backed up
I learned to it up to get passes to niggas who be acting up
it's a mental game, I learned that when I got my first initial chain
I didn't fake it, it was gold plated, I was posing
To dealing with blow, had the big gold bow acres it was those gangsters
bonus, that culture, those projects
Shiny on their necks, making both of my eyes squint
They got in my bones, now I'm coppin'
Sorry Sierra Leone, one day we'll right the
18 karat Cuban on, not too short, not too wide, not too long
My pendant offensive, in the truest
gold, rose gold, what you want?

Got my chain
Feeling I got my first chain
I be stunting, stunting like I got my chain
I be stunting, stunting I got my first chain

BIG was the one that had it
I saw Nas' chain, man, that was illmatic
And I be stunting, stunting I got my first chain
I be stunting, stunting like I got my chain

On a highway to heaven, look at all the tolls I
I done gave my city drive all the I paved
No matter what why I turn go my way
I'm rocking chains everyday, so you know I
Even when I'm walking 'round the crib, nigga
To remind me of everything we did, nigga
Look up in the mirror, chain thing lyin'
No heroes where I'm from, bullets thing flying
I know the higher that I go, the to climb
But after that, the bigger the and smarter the mind
only work 12-hour shifts
Cause in that's cheaper than the bailout, bitch
Trap house built brick by brick, paid dues on
FF good, you know I'm crew on crews
Stack bills on bills till my backyards got on pools
Girls on girls, lingerie and Moulin
God damn, I I'm gon' O.D.
Off this and bread and pasta
Need a doctor, I've been dogding shady and rainy days
like I got a built-in doppler
And it's a shame, a fuckin'
I don't my first love or my first time prayin'
But remember my first ass and the first she came
It almost felt as good as I got my first chain

Got my first
When I got my first
I be stunting, stunting like I got my chain
I be stunting, stunting I got my first chain

Jay-Z taught me money ain't a
Came from the streets, to the hall of fame
And I be stunting, stunting like I got my first
Stunting, like I got my first chain

such a wonderful thing, to see the end of all things
Niggas and bitches, you at?
I got my is on me
A couple others and dreams, seen me
Me and my in this bitch
About two months in a week's
Movin, feelin hellish to dolly lemon, lime shine
Now how the fuck can I chill
Kanye I'm dope
See this that I own now
How sick is the
Taking for what it is
The troublesome chick, who fists
it's the weather
Things switch up, trip up
The money come down, then up
But it come again
The most creepin', deceivin', men are
that you love me, you surely do and if you don't
Motherfuck that
So dead it, it
Young lost to the night
I'm so to let it go
My life is fucking awesome, I could be dead right now
But I'm
So fuck has a bad thought
Don't the god
Cause when I leave this you all gon' wish you knew the god
It might be too late, but the song's will on
Just this fact, you were all wrong
Now watch me do my silly
Not really a dance, more like a
I'm signing off a crotch grab

Thank you man, for letting me get on this record
You the
G.O.O.D. music nigga

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