| I put the piece on chain, the piece on chain
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| The piece on chain, I put the piece on chain
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| Forever a king, I put that on my name
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| You 'bout that — 'bout that, then it ain’t no thing
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| I put the piece on chain, the piece on chain
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| The piece on chain, nigga, the piece on chain
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| Forever a king, I put that on my crown
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| If she 'bout that pole she keep it going around and around
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| I put that piece on chain, it cost me a grip
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| If rapping is acrobatics, I’m making it flip
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| Fuck what you heard, fuck on the curb
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| It shine like a light
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| If hoes don’t start emerging you ain’t doing it right
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| You just new to the game, you ain’t been in the field
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| I was sharpening mine, tryna' go for the kill
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| Tryna' get me a mill, fly a private Alliance
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| Tell 'em 'probably never land, keep it going 'round and around
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| Highly anticipated, I’m on it and motivated
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| Told 'em it ain’t nothing to claim and it’s complicated
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| Sitting on Mount Olympus, sending out smoke signals
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| Word to my unborn, niggas ain’t fucking with us
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| Since I was in Granny’s kitchen I knew I’d get greater later
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| Fast-forward ten years, my crib need an elevator
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| Krizzle, back in time, swangin' and coming down
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| Motherfuck stand still
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| Going round and around
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| I put the piece on chain, the piece on chain
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| The piece on chain, I put the piece on chain
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| Forever a king, I put that on my name
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| You 'bout that — 'bout that, then it ain’t no thing
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| I put the piece on chain, the piece on chain
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| The piece on chain, nigga, the piece on chain
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| Forever a king, I put that on my crown
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| If she 'bout that pole she keep it going around and around
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| I put the piece on chain, the whip on swang
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| I’m fuck all them busty bitches that fuck with a king
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| I saw it all from the rooftop, condo clockin' figures
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| Fingers is swollen, my wrist has been fucking with me
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| I whip-whip on it, muddy water — sip on it
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| She gon' suck the soul out me if I put the tip on it
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| I throw on a rubber, dive under covers and go to town
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| Can’t fuck it raw, that pussy going round and a round
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| Stay off and play em all, my flexes been activated
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| Moving at top speed, haters is hesitating
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| All about power plays, scoring to make a move
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| Call up an audible, we lift them laws and come through
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| Gotta be realistic, I stack it and make it work
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| It ain’t worth getting if you don’t get it right out the dirt
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| They heard that I’m back in time, trunk knocking underground
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| Rotating deuce twice
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| Going round and around
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| I put the piece on chain, the piece on chain
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| The piece on chain, I put the piece on chain
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| Forever a king, I put that on my name
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| You 'bout that — 'bout that, then it ain’t no thing
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| I put the piece on chain, the piece on chain
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| The piece on chain, nigga, the piece on chain
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| Forever a king, I put that on my crown
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| If she 'bout that pole she keep it going around and around |