JPEGMAFIA, BROCKHAMPTON - CHAIN ON lyrics

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Go ahead, throw a chain on, nigga
Tell them boys where you came from, nigga
Tell 'em boys why I stay up late
Tryna say, tryna say, tryna
Say somethin', nigga, tryna say
Go ahead, throw a chain on, nigga
Tell them boys where you came from, nigga
Tell 'em boys why I stay up late
Tryna say, tryna say, tryna
Say somethin', nigga, tryna say

Fifth string, Young Peggy Ringo (Go)
Slick with the ink
These melodies need Duolingo (Shit)
Same size as Dua Lipa
Where the fuck my pen go?
Second fiddle to weirdos
You feel like Eddie Winslow
Street Fighter like Birdie
Keep a stick like Rolеnto
Did you win if your purpose
Is just perfect potеntial?
Did you live up to it
Is you just doin' the minimum?
Used to get fifty views
Now they need Peggy's momentum (yeah)
Let's check the addendum switch the code
I'm speakin' prophecies like
That's So Raven
Bald headed with lil' status
I feel like Maven
But I be dressed like Raven
Up in the studio slavin'
Wonder how Peggy be wait (Wait)
Wonder how Peggy be cakin'?
I be Easy Bakin'
My oven stay prepped and ready for
The heat to take it
Niggas that took this road and
Failed ain't have proper placement
Some of you niggas don't look well
Does Peggy make you hate him?
Is it how I make the
Beats sound like Poltergeist? (Huh?)
Or when my homies bring my name up
Is it breedin' spite?
It's all talent, perfectly balanced
Young Supreme Kai who am I? Wake up every
Morning like it's do-or-die no surprise
Suit's get jealous when you cut the ties
Livin' lie
Lance Armstrong at the finish line
Give it time, when we catch them cops on cam
I don't need six seconds, you remember Vine
It's nasty

Go ahead, throw a chain on, nigga
Tell them boys where you came from, nigga
Tell 'em boys why I stay up late
Tryna say, tryna say, tryna
Say somethin', nigga, tryna say
Go ahead, throw a chain on, nigga
Tell them boys where you came from, nigga
Tell 'em boys why I stay up late
Tryna say, tryna say, tryna
Say somethin', nigga, tryna say

Hangin' from a chandelier in Babylon
We don't believe in white gods
They gettin' rattled on
Been in the belly of the kingdom
You can't tag along
Unless you got war on the mind
To get the shackles off
You can't ignore the karma when
It's flames across your lawn
We checkin' corners
So make sure our lanes don't come across
See, word from Marvin
Couldn't sue me from "What's Goin' On"
Movin' through the system
Sprintin' through a marathon
We don't get second chance
And they don't need a reason now
So I don't let 'em plan
When I been fighting for the truth
I bring some extra hands
Cement inside my gloves to knock
This shit into the fan
Put that on everything I love
It's been a minute, had to flip
It's in my blood to be a stack
Had to handle other business
Ain't no riddles, it's a fact
If you see me and my
Energy ain't really tryna chat
That's them generations chargin' the
Battery in my back
See, I'm fueled by the culture
Driven by my ancestors body just a vessel
Brain tapped into the answers
Tried to see me on the CCTV
Couldn't scan 'em
Like the serial was scratched off on
The barrel of the branding
I been ten toes down with
The city on my shoulders
You got no idea how that
Weight could make you colder
Screamin', "Free my niggas"
'til they free, it's never over
Spirit said, "It's time for me to really
Be a soldier now"
Cash rules everything around me (Uh)
CREAM, get the money
Dollar dollar bill y'all
(yeah) , y'all (yeah)