| Got too many chains on me
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| These niggas changed on me
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| They up and changed on me (swear)
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| These niggas changed on me
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| I swear they up and changed on me
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| Shit ain’t been the same homie
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| Ever since I seen the fame homie
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| And they ain’t did a thang homie
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| I just put a couple chains on me
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| Now they hate to put the blame on me
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| You had to spit in niggas chain homie (hey)
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| This what you niggas expect of me
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| They tryin' to drain all my energy
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| Countin' me out of this industry
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| Now they know I got the recipe
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| Count up the money then blow a check
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| How bout my mamma write all the checks
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| Niggas, they act like they want some
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| Fuck 'em I won’t even send a text (wooh)
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| You see the look on they faces, these niggas' jealous
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| My mamma called me and told me «Oh baby be careful»
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| But they better not play with me
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| Next thing you know you’ll be put on a shirt that say «In love and memory»
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| Guess who that back on that gutta shit
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| Might hit the block in them other shit
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| Watch all them niggas you kick it with
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| They may not be who you think they is
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| I thought it’d never be; |
| used to be homies, now enemies
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| I know it is what it is but I gotta live, so fuck if you mad at me
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| These niggas changed on me
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| I swear they up and changed on me
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| Shit ain’t been the same homie
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| Ever since I seen the fame homie
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| And they ain’t did a thang homie
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| I just put a couple chains on me
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| Now they hate to put the blame on me
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| You had to spit in niggas chain homie
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| I got way too many chains on me
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| I got way too many chains on me
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| I got way too many chains on me
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| Oh, I got way too many chains on
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| Hate is a weak emotion
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| Killin' 'em, my condolence
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| My president Rollie is drippin' all on me
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| And no I have never voted
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| Fuck what they talkin' bout
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| Cause they want a hand out
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| They wanna finish me, do me like Kennedy
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| Hit with a headshot
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| Told me I’d never be shit
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| But now that the story begins
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| Gettin' some head in the Benz
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| And I make her call up her friend
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| She do whatever for daddy
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| I do what I gotta to win
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| One hitters wonderin' how the fuck that nigga did it again
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| Again and again, count up the money to count it again
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| I cannot pretend, I see them fake through my Cartier lens
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| Better be, most of these niggas afraid of me
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| Fuck you my only apology
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| Cause I am the one you will never be
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| These niggas changed on me
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| I swear they up and changed on me
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| Shit ain’t been the same homie
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| Ever since I seen the fame homie
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| And they ain’t did a thang homie
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| I just put a couple chains on me
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| Now they hate to put the blame on me
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| You had to spit in niggas chain homie
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| I got way too many chains on me
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| I got way too many chains on me
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| I got way too many chains on me
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| Oh, I got way too many chains on |