Lyrics:
the chains
Even diamond chains are for slaves
Don't step foot in no penitentiary (penitentiary), oh
Don't taste the poison (poison)
No, don't you bail
Holdin' my daughter in the booth
Her momma out there somewhere in that Bentley tryin' to find a roof
Poof, I wave my wand and here comes Kendrick
Holdin' my daughter in the booth
Her momma out there somewhere in that Bentley tryin' to find a roof
Poof, I wave my wand and here comes Kendrick
Holdin' my daughter in the booth
Her momma out there somewhere in that Bentley tryin' to find a roof
Poof, I wave my wand and here comes Kendrick
alot of n****s get life for some hood fame
Still running wit the mob just dodging the chain game
Still got some youngins thats locked in the chain game
AP
Niggas got rips in they jeans man I started that
Hood by air man I started that
Niggas claim they the God of black
Well your name is purple I'm the God
Album on the way
I been focused
I can't even lie
Fuck it I'm like let it burn
Got the love back in return
Now my nigga gone
I refuse to wear him
she's Alice in Chains now
So what in God's name have you done
Jesus wept for nothing, I laugh 'cuz you're dumb
And I'm a phantom of the darkness in
chitchat
Over what my album's trying to get at
You got a punchline down pat
But missed the poem in the format
I'm no Doja, I'm hellcat
The new Manson
LIKE A BALL AND CHAIN
WHAT A FOOL I'VE BEEN TO FALL IN LOVE AGAIN
LOVE LOVE WHEN WILL IT EVER END
AND I DON'T THINK THAT I CAN EVER LOVE AGAIN
WELL HOW
Trezor on my chain (Click, Click)
My past pain motivate
Take the money not the fame
I can make it rain
Trezor on my chain (Click, Click)
My past pain
I ain't took my chains off in weeks (off in weeks)
If I tuck it, they gon' try to kill me anyway
Then I'm prayin' to the God of the streets (God
wrist
I'm trynna get rich
Want a driver do the dashboard
Passing by like I'm a fast forward
Super charged in a NASCAR
Kill the booth with no mask
It's the return, East Atlanta, Santa!
Off the wall, off the chain
Off the top, I'm off the leash
So many freaks coming by the spot
Had to move,
by people who
Feel neglected and turned away by the system
Beverly D'Angelo: Exactly
I mean it's like we had in Watts
Or the riots in Chicago in '68
Ridin’ in that whip fast
You know how I really do
Apollo, Apollo
We taking off
Apollo, Apollo
Che, Che
You know what I’m saying man
Album Mode, bruh
of your actions really are just a game
That your life is just a chain reaction, taking you day by day
She says nothing's forever in this crazy world
of your actions really are just a game
That your life is just a chain reaction, taking you day by day
She says nothing's forever in this crazy world
with funny names, holla holla
Deep in this thang, keep it simple and plain
and watch my chain hang, watch my chain hang
Listen here -- I got a book
poor man's deal)
And I feel hopelessly weighed down by your eyes of steel
(Your eyes of steel)
Well, It's a world gone crazy keeps woman in chains
digging your feng shui
How's life in LA?
How's the weather? Okay
You look better with braids, in the house burning sage
You look better with age by 27, you
that put me in my vibe
I'm a real p
You know what it is
I'm off the chain
I got diamonds in my toofus
I got diamonds in my chain
No I do not wear a cape
Yo, what they got?
What they got? Ugh
(Hook)
They got big chains, big wheels;
Lil brain, bad deal;
Fake shoes, fake tools;
They ain't no gangster
from my corner
I drown niggas in hundred degree saunas
You can act a fool if ya wanna (biatch)
It's this lyrical piranha
Strapped wit a grenade, in
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