This is a song about "Gold chain s"

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Trying hard to speak and

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

But like the diamonds and gold

Champagne no chain no diamonds

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Stick up kids gettin' stuck up for the fake gold chain

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

Spit it sick and rip it up, don't need your dang chain,

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

Write in my spare time, gold chain that's glare time.

Stole the gold chain straight off ur chest cause i got a bigger chest

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

I got a tattoo saying thug life, all i need now is a gold chain,