This is a song about "My chain"

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

I've got more rhymes off the chain than an independent store,

Champagne no chain no diamonds

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

Too many slain, my people bound to a chain

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

The funny thing about, that fresh ass platinum, chain you bought

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

#run #that #base, i #fed #her #lines like #k with a double #chain,

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Ayo, my pen and paper cause a chain reaction

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

Never let the game play youand for the fame