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Coming from a city where bullets turn bro's into souls Who knew from that concrete that a rose had arose Good girls stopped being good when I turned 'em into hoes Dreams stopped being dreams when I turned 'em into goals BIG was the first one that had it Then I saw Nas' chain, man, that was illmatic Then I saw Kanye's hanging from his gold necklace Then Ye gave me mine, that show you my work ethic Mom had that hooptie that she ran in the dirt Used to pick me up from school right after work Now she rolling up in that Caddy like she coming to church She's ask why I rock all this gold, cause I'm coming in first Got the streets behind me like I was staring in the rear-view Used to have to take showers standing in the mildew Now I'm in the penthouse, look what a mill do Looking in the mirror and I'm still you, I'm still you Got my first chain Feeling like I got my first chain I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain BIG was the first one that had it Now Jacob the Jeweler benefit from my habits I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain What's the noise all about with this rap stuff I can say I never been punked, robbed or smacked up I can say I never been chased, jumped or backed up I learned to patch it up to get passes to niggas who be acting up Cause 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 [?] relatin' To those dealing with blow, had the [?] it was those gangsters That bonus, that culture, those projects Shiny shit on their necks, making both of my eyes squint They got in my bones, now I'm coppin' stones Sorry Sierra Leone, one day we'll right the wrongs 18 karat gold Cuban on, not too short, not too wide, not too long [?] in the truest form Platinum gold, rose gold, what you want? On a highway to heaven, look at all the tolls I paid I done gave my city drive all the roads I paved No matter what why I turn things go my way I'm rocking chains everyday, so you know I slave Even when I'm just walking 'round the crib, nigga To remind me of everything that we did, nigga Look up [?] No heroes where I'm from, bullets only thing flying I know the higher that I go, the harder to climb But after that, the bigger the muscle and smarter the mind Police only work 12-hour shifts Cause in Detroit that's cheaper than the bailout, bitch Trap house built brick by brick, paid dues on dues FF good, you know I'm reppin' crew on crews Stack bills on bills till my backyards got pools on pools Girls on girls, lingerie and Moulin Rouge God damn, I think I'm gon' O.D. Off this asparagus and bread and pasta Need a doctor, I've been dogding shady hoes and rainy days It's like I got a built-in doppler And it's a shame, a goddamn shame I don't remember my first love or my first time prayin' But remember my first ass and the first time she came It almost felt as good as when I got my first chain It's such a wonderful thing, to see the end of all things Niggas and bitches, where you at? I got my mind is on me A couple others and dreams, would've seen me Me and my niggas in this bitch About two months in a week's time Movin, feelin hellish [?] with lemon, lime shine Now how the fuck can i chill now? Kanye think I'm dope See this piece that I own now How sick is the rope? Taking life for what it is The troublesome chick, who throws fists Sometime's it's the weather Things switch up, people trip up The money come down, then climb up But when it come again The most creepin', deceivin', men are scheme-schemin' Saying that you love me, I surely hope and if you don't Motherfuck that sometimes Get it, shred it Young nigga lost to the night I'm so ready to let it go my life is fucking awesome I could be fuckin' dead right now, but I'm awesome So fuck whoever has a bad thought Don't know the god Cause when I leave this bitch you all gon' wish you knew the God It might be too late, but the songs will live on Just know this fact, ou were all wrong Now watch me do my silly dance Not really a dance, more like a prance I'm signing off with a crotch grab Thank you man. for letting me get on this record Sean You the coolest GOOD nigga music forever Understand?
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