Look at me, pathetic n*gga, this chain that I bought
You mix dream pain and fame, this is heinous result
Let these words be the colors I'm just paintin' my heart
I'm knee-deep in the game and it ain't what I thought
Copped the Range Rover, my girl got the Mercedes
Iced out crazy I wanna shine like Baby
Compared to that n*gga, I ain't even got a bib yet
Truth be told I ain't even bought a crib yet
This is everything they told a n*gga not to do
Image is everything I see, it got a lot to do
With the way people perceive, and what they believe
Money short so this jewelry is like a weave
Meant to deceive and hear n*ggas say I see you
Now b*tches wanna f*ck you and n*ggas wanna be you
And police wanna stop you, frisk you wonder what he do
If a hater snatch yo chain, I bet it still won't free you
Cause I'll be right back grinding 'til I cop another
I sit and think about all this sh*t I coulda copped my mother
My partner said that's just the game my n*gga
So I heard my jeweler say, here go your chain my n*gga
This is chaining day
(I need you to love me, love me)
Chaining day, oh my chaining day
(I need you to love me, love me)
My chaining day
My last piece, I swear, my guilt heavy as this piece I wear
They even iced out Jesus' hair
My last piece, I swear, they even iced out Jesus' hair
Ice on this white Jesus seem a little unholy
The real strange thing about this iced out Rolly
It's the same sh*t a broke black n*gga get gassed at
The same sh*t a rich white mo'f*cka laugh at
Well laugh on white man, I ain't paid as you
But I bet your rims ain't the same age as you
And I ain't got no investment portfolio
But my black and white diamonds shinin' like a Oreo
I know back home where n*ggas sit today
He rock a chain and he always got some sh*t to say
Even back when I was broke I knew his sh*t was fake
He'd prolly sneeze too hard and his sh*t could break
But hey, you know the sayin', "Fake it 'til you make it"
Me, I did the opposite, made it then I faked it
And actin' like I gave a f*ck, money I was savin' up
To buy a crib that's gated to that hundred racks, I gave it up
For what
(I need you to love me, love me)
Chaining day, oh my chaining day
(I need you to love me, love me)
My chaining day
My last piece, I swear, my guilt heavy as this piece I wear
They even iced out Jesus' hair
My last piece, I swear, they even iced out Jesus' hair
Lord
This is the last time
Told my accountant, it's the last time
I swear this is the last time
I know that I said that sh*t last time
But this the last time
Mama I swear this is the last time
So don't take my chains from me
This is the last time
Cause I chose this slavery
This is the last time
Don't take my chains from me
This is the last time
Cause I love this slavery
I need you to love me, love me, love me...
I said this is my last time
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