Passage - Stuck in a Chain

Man I'm stuck in a chain
I know there's some niggas who hating on me cause I'm black
While I'm stuck in a chain
Father from heaven I give you my heart and my hand
I got stuck in a chain
Danger I'm out aint crack I just dont understand
Now I'm outta the chain
Niggas pretending like bitches they're wearing a sack

Nigga too close to insanity I'm getting hard to contain
Over and over these memories are just increasing the pain
I'm stuck in these pains when I'm sober my bitches they really complain
I'm washing my sins from the rain I'm just hoping I'm breaking these chains

I know alotta niggas they'll be acting
Sit around my back you wanna have it
If I'm losing track you gonna stab it
Had so many issues my daddy
Now I know he wishin I was seven
Lord forgive that nigga never raised me
Shut up where the bag I gotta get it
Bitch you heard my voice you wanna have it
Riding on my dick its automatic
Always in her mind I'm telepathic

Round on this circle My miracle happen I kill them no matter how sad

I'm hating everybody many fakers why you smiling
I know my hommies thinking nigga never gonna get it
Gotta teach a lesson I just turn em into students
Faster than a second but I tell em that I'm learning
I just want these niggas going deep and do researching
Breaking all these chains and when you feel better panic

I'm second guessing you ain't see this coming
Me and all my nigga gon split the honey
Fucks with realistic not the gimics homie
Why you motherfuckers stuck on the same shit

Gotta understand that sleeps won't pay shit
gotta stay real
Gotta pay bills
Why you hesitating when you gotta make cheese
I'm where the money at you put on sack pretending

Niggas is my sisters all they know is yeppin'
I'm live you all gotta change locations
I get down on my knees
For a double portion
of double blessings
Make the devil living with me catch emotions

Couple of grands in my fanny pack
Cup a bandz for my hooligans
Jesus peace to compliment the drip
Cup a mansion studio setyeppin

I roll on my own
n smoke it all my nigga
Checkin on my phone
Who to bring home nigga
I paint a money picture so vivid nigga
She know when she pull up She gon' get it nigga
Wo
But I'm thinking bout  0z n 0z n 0z n Hoes
Bitches gon come n go they calm n go

Like a chainsaw gotta cut your brains off
You a numskull if you never brave boy
I got backbones I dont pray to fake Gods
I got 8 pacs all in every bar boy
I dont playing around nigga no I'm no toy
Get your leg lock undertaker no brock
Maybe hell cold you wont see me I'm gone
If I'm king Christ wouldn't die for you all

I'm hating everybody many fakers why you smiling
Sometimes its really funny cause they love for your money
I'm talking really funny if aint about the money
Its really kinda scary when I'm taking out my anger
Like danger keep increasing damn I'm controlling the weather
I'm hopping I get better all this bars I'm not a murder
I'm burning in my soul I guess my skin is made of leather
I'm getting up a boner lucky bitch she wins medal
I put her in a photo now she framing me for murder
I see she catching feelings but to me it doesnt matter
I see these niggas moody thanking God they menstruated
I'm writing down my verses go ahead burn the bible
I'm breaking off these chain you niggas wish I'm animated
I'm listening to cole and now I'm feeling motivated
I'm kinda elevated since my life is like battle

Written by:
Kevin Nkuna, Menelisi Mdluli

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