Chain Hang Low

歌手: Channel Tres Teezo Touchdown • 专辑:Head Rush • 发布时间:2024-06-28
作词 : Channel Tres/Aaron Thomas
 作曲 : Channel Tres/Aaron Thomas
 I'ma let my chain hang low
 Spent a stupid amount on this mother****er, man, shit
 Tryna take my soul tonight
 Tell me what them hoes are like (Ooh)
 Let my chain hang low tonight
 Let my shit hang, ****
 Let my chain hang low tonight
 Open up the door
 Fame is awesome, but it's exhausting
 Proceed with caution if you wanna be an artist
 I do this often even when it's Autumn
 I gotta work hard, so I can end up in the forum
 I bought my first car, it was a Honda at an auction
 I ain't gon'lie, I still shop at Nordstrom
 When I was broke, I ain't have an option
 Still the same **** eatin' cereal, watchin' Martin
 Stayin' up, threw the Xannies out
 Stuck in the studio, drag me out
 I finally moved out my Granny house
 Still a hood ****, better watch your mouth
 Tryna take my soul tonight
 You wish you could
 Tell me what them hoes are like
 I hope they're good
 Let my chain hang low tonight
 Chain hang low
 Let my chain hang low tonight
 Chain hang low
 Middle of the mall, jeweler tryna wave me down
 Not right now, my first chain turned brown
 Cowboy boots on like I'm on fairgrounds
 I'm nothing like these clowns
 I'm on my manure
 Boy, them is not diamonds them just smear
 Object made shine bright and then they appear
 Aye, be clear, this my daddy house
 Put me on the flyer bring the baddies out, candy caddies out
 In the bank, pulling baggies out
 I'll be there all day, you gotta drag me out
 Excuse me, sir, did you know your tag was out?
 Excuse me, ma'am, do you know your ass is out?
 Copped my first chain from the beauty salon
 Turned my neck green like the front yard lawn
 Made some more bread, and then I went to the pawn shop
 Bought me a Rollie that was somebody else's
 Think about the pain that they probably had dealt with
 From selling your own shit, they probably felt hopeless
 Aye, but can I be real? can I be real?
 I'm probably not where I wanna be, but that's okay, 'cause I came from the deep
 Low like the soil, water and oil
 We don't mix, but I can give you the world
 I stay down like a soldier in trenches
 **** all you bitches
 Ain't 'bout that bread, you can't keep my attention (No, no)
 I set my intention to run up the chili
 Playing my beats and they thought I was silly
 Broke like a joke until I made a milli
 Million! Oh!
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