J. Cole - Chaining Day lyrics

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J. Cole - Chaining Day lyrics

[J. Cole] Look at me, pathetic n***a This chain that I bought, this is greed, pain, and fame this is 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 n***a 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 n***a 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 j**elry is like a weave Get to the sea and hear n***as say I see you Now b**hes wanna f** you and n***as wanna be you And police wanna stop you, frisk you wonder what he do sponsored links If a hater snatch yo chain, I bet it still won't free you Cause I'll be right back grinding 'til I cop another I sit and think about all this sh** I coulda copped my mother My partner said that's just the game my n***a So I heard my j**eler say here go your chain my n***a 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 Ice on this white Jesus seem a little unholy The real strange thing about this iced out Rolly It's the same sh** a broke black n***a get ga**ed at The same sh** a rich white mo'f**a 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 n***as sit today You rock a chain and they always got some sh** to say Even back when I was broke I knew his sh** was fake He'd prolly sneeze too hard and his sh** 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 actin' like I gave a f**, money I was savin' up And copped a crib that's and then that hundred racks, I gave it up