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Coming from a city where bullets turn bro's into
Who knew from that concrete that a had arose
Good girls stopped good when I turned 'em into hos
stopped being dreams when I turned 'em into goals
BIG was the one that had it
Then I saw Nas' chain, man, was Illmatic
Then I saw Kanye's from his gold necklace
Ye gave me mine, that show you my work ethic
Mom had that hooptie that she ran in the
Used to pick me up from right after work
Now she rolling up in that Caddy like she to church
ask why I rock all this gold, cause I'm coming in first
Got the streets behind me I was staring in the rear view
Used to have to take showers 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 first
Feeling like I got my first
I be stunting, like I got my first chain
I be stunting, stunting like I got my chain

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

What's the noise all about with this rap
I can say I never punked, robbed or smacked up
I can say I been chased, jumped or backed up
I to patch it up to get passes to niggas who be acting up
Cause it's a mental game, I that when I got my first initial chain
I didn't fake it, it was gold plated, I was relatin'
To those dealing with blow, had the big gold bow it was those gangsters
That bonus, that culture, projects
shit on their necks, making both of my eyes squint
They got in my bones, now I'm coppin'
Sierra Leone, one day we'll right the wrongs
18 karat Cuban on, not too short, not too wide, not too long
My pendant offensive, in the truest
Platinum gold, gold, what you want?

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

BIG was the one that had it
I saw Nas' chain, man, that was illmatic
And I be stunting, like 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 all the roads I paved
No matter what why I things go my way
I'm rocking chains everyday, so you know I
Even when I'm just walking the crib, nigga
To remind me of everything that we did,
up in the mirror, chain only thing lyin'
No heroes where I'm from, bullets only flying
I know the higher that I go, the to climb
But after that, the the muscle and smarter the mind
Police only work shifts
Cause in Detroit that's than the bailout, bitch
Trap house built brick by brick, paid dues on
FF good, you know I'm reppin' crew on
Stack bills on bills till my backyards got on pools
Girls on girls, and Moulin Rouge
God damn, I I'm gon' O.D.
Off this asparagus and and pasta
Need a doctor, I've been dogding hoes and rainy days
like I got a built-in doppler
And it's a shame, a fuckin'
I don't remember my first love or my time prayin'
But remember my ass and the first time she came
It almost as good as when I got my first chain

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

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

It's such a wonderful thing, to see the end of all
Niggas and bitches, you at?
I got my is on me
A couple and dreams, would've seen me
Me and my niggas in bitch
About two in a week's time
Movin, hellish to dolly with lemon, lime shine
Now how the fuck can I chill
Kanye I'm dope
See this that I own now
How sick is the
life for what it is
The chick, who throws fists
it's the weather
Things switch up, people up
The money come down, climb up
But when it again
The creepin', deceivin', men are scheme-schemin'
Saying that you love me, you surely do and if you
that sometimes
So dead it, it
nigga lost to the night
I'm so to let it go
My life is fucking awesome, I be fuckin' dead right now
But I'm
So whoever has a bad thought
know the god
Cause when I leave this bitch you all wish you knew the god
It might be too late, but the song's will on
Just know fact, you were all wrong
Now watch me do my dance
Not really a dance, more a prance
I'm off with a crotch grab

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

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