Look at me, pathetic nigga
This chain that I bought, greed, pain and fame this a 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 nigga 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 nigga not to do Image is everything I see, it got a lot to do With the way that people perceive, and what they believe
Money short so this jewelry is like a weave
? and hear niggas say I see you
Now bitches wanna fuck you and niggas wanna be you
And police wanna stop you, frisk you, wonder what he do If a hater snatch a chain I bet it still won’t free you
Cause I’ll be right back grinding till I cop another
I sit and think 'bout all the shit I could’nt cop my mother
My partner say that’s just a game my nigga
That’s what I heard my jeweler say? chain my nigga
This is chaining day
Chaining day, my chaining day
This is my chain today
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
Iced on this white Jesus, seem a little unholy
Real strange thing about this iced out Rollie
It’s the same shit a broke black nigga get gassed at The same shit a rich white mo’fucka 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 niggas sit today
You rock a chain and they always got some shit to say
Even back when I was broke I knew his shit was fake
He’d prolly sneeze too hard and his shit 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 acted like I gave a fuck, money I was savin’up
Then copped a crib that’s gated till that hundred racks, I gave it up