CHAINZ (feat. Lee Ramirez) - DuceNBelle

(Yeah) (Back to back) (Smoke session) (Big Papito) Just gave a hundred dollars to the waterboys (yeah) Keep it straight up and down like corduroy (alright) The .40 got a .30, and it's paranoid (that's right) If I ain't have no bags to sell, I'd be unemployed You know I smoke a lot for the pain, bitch (pain, bitch) Money talk, yeah, I speak the language (language) If you fuck with me, gon' and sing this (sing this) How you gon' be broke and famous? (Famous) They tell you be safe, stay dangerous (dangerous) They'll swap your life out for payments (payments) My homie just skipped his alignment The last pic he posted look like the Caymans (yeah) Okay, sip it slow, had her climbing shit on her tippy toes Lick it slow, I'ma cash you out, baby, give and go Luminant, I can see the light when the blinds clothes From the trench, I can smell a snitch, nigga, blindfold (Yeah) Walk in the spot and I think I smell rhinestones You got a fake chain, cool, you can't have five on (no) This a no-fly zone, somebody turn the live on You know I smoke a lot for the pain, bitch (pain, bitch) Money talk, yeah, I speak the language (language) If you fuck with me, gon' and sing this (sing this) How you gon' be broke and famous? (Famous) You know I smoke a lot for the pain, bitch (pain, bitch) Money talk, yeah, I speak the language (language) If you fuck with me, gon' and sing this (sing this) How you gon' be broke and famous? (Famous) Broken-hearted but you got paper now I guess you still broke and famous I told you don't get caught up with the wrong niggas That's your life, you gotta do what you do I love to bust it down in the Caymans (Caymans) Body like that make me stay in (stay in) Dollar signs talk to me, sign language (sign language) I can't lie to you, and I hate it (hate it) You know I sip just to pain kill (pain kill) Double count the same mil' for my brain cells (brain cells) What we do? Baby, this is grown business (don't know) You went to vent, running up the phone bill (phone bill) You know I smoke a lot for the pain, bitch (yeah) Money talk, yeah, I speak the language (oh) If you fuck with me, gon' and sing this (sing this) How you gon' be broke and famous? (Oh) You know I smoke a lot for the pain, bitch Money talk, yeah, I speak the language (oh) If you fuck with me, gon' and sing this (sing this) How you gon' be broke and famous? (Oh) How you gon' be broke and famous? (Oh) Yeah, yeah, how you gon' be broke and famous? Now you know me, check this out I ain't tryna, I ain't tryna talk down on nobody, you know That's not what I'm here for, you know I been poor before Basically what I'm saying though If you got something that people wanna see, wanna be a part of You need to use that to take care of you and yours You can't be out here struggling (Tony)

Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do (My mama always said) I said close your mouth and eat You make some paper, then you make your own rules (My mama always said, ayy, damn) Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do I said close your mouth and eat You make some paper, then you make your own rules I'm from the hood and it's evident Used to sell drugs out my residence Stayed in section 8 with relatives Opportunity knockin', I let 'em in I done put Forgis on everything I left the mall like Ginobili And if I'm not successful, ain't nobody gon' come console me I pray my mama quit smokin' When my dad died, I got focused I gotta table full of Ace of Spades I don't fuck around with you jokers (ooh) Ain't heard a word from my old friends Heard they wanna kick my doors in I done loaded up the 2-2-3 I'm so high they might call a goaltend, yeah Lord knows, stashed work in the console So many autos in my garage, I can't open my car door Bond on me like the sun on me Gettin' this bread she say, "You dropped crumbs on me" Walked in the club and got ones only Need a tat on my stomach that say prawns only Raised by single parent Black woman They call me Tity Boi 'cause she used to spoil me She always told me Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do (My mama always said) I said close your mouth and eat You make some paper, then you make your own rules (My mama always said, ayy, damn) Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do I said close your mouth and eat You make some paper, then you make your own rules Smoking on a yacht, call me Ricky Steamboat Bags full of gas, used to serve them through the screen door Tryna flip a brick, Shaq at the free throw Taught by Scarface, Brad Jordan, Al Pacino, wooo No rules, most of my partnas homeschooled Most of my partnas got charges And I ain't talking about no mothafuckin' dodges Trappin' up outta the college I'm addicted to the rice at Benihana Raised by a single parent Black woman They call me Tity Boi 'cause she used to spoil me She always told me Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do (Yeah) I said close your mouth and eat You make some paper, then you make your own rules (My mama always said, ayy, damn) Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do I said close your mouth and eat You make some paper, then you make your own rules

See I don't give no fuck bout what you on or what you claim They sayin' Mikey switch up I don't ever wanna change And if they say I'm different well my bitch still look the same Ay I'm just getting smarter and my momma got a Range The caddy paint be drippin simmy say it's alright My migo in the kitchen flipping work like all night We pull out the Wesson now we bustin on sight Came out with the choppa boy we talkin' big bikes These niggas say I'm switching fuck what they say Got me feeling like I'm Tom Hanks in Castaway You can see the ice that's on my wrist from miles away And if you got a problem let the guns spray Fuck what they talkin bout I'm rolling on this lonely road You see the dabs upon the range I bought them from the store I spent the check to send my momma down to Monico They playing Young Ramirez on the late night radio And you know gang is always down to roll I'm rollin with the nine i'm Naruto I can't never switch up no I won't Cause being me's the only thing I know Mikey The Magician] See I don't give no fuck bout what you on or what you claim They sayin' Mikey switch up I don't ever wanna change And if they say I'm different well my bitch still look the same Ay I'm just getting smarter and my momma got a Range The caddy paint be drippin simmy say it's alright My migo in the kitchen flipping work like all night We pull out the Wesson now we bustin on sight Came out with the choppa boy we talkin' big bikes