Dead Presidents
Chains on my neck like a slave
All these Dead presidents, got me looking like a grave
When I was down, all I did was pray
I was Looking up to god asking him to show me better days
Yea I was down
So I had to go make a way
I was hurting
So I had to go make a way
Yea I knew all these bad days would fade away
Yea I knew all the bad days would fade away
Yea I knew all these bad days would fade away
You know I'm stuck in this paper chase
Before the fame
I already know I gotta pay the cost
Know the wins and the losses go turn me to boss
I Ain't have no polo tees so I had to wear Lacoste
I was down on my knees the Animosity was lost
I invest time in my craft so they ain't no falling off
Gotta manifest the journey watch how you start Taking off
Chains on my neck like a slave
All these Dead presidents, got me looking like a grave
When I was down, all I did was pray
I was Looking up to god asking him to show me better days
Yea I was down
So I had to go make a way
I was hurting
So I had to go make a way
Yea I knew all these bad days would fade away
Yea I knew all the bad days would fade away
Chains on my neck like a slave
All these Dead presidents, got me looking like a grave
When I was down, all I did was pray
I was Looking up to god asking him to show me better days
Yea I was down
So I had to go make a way
I was hurting
So I had to go make a way
Yea I knew all these bad days would fade away
Yea I knew all these bad days would fade away
I need like forty on my wrist now
Bezel gotta be iced out
They wanna take a pics now
I'm built for the lifestyle
Any nigga play me like a fool then it's light outs
I know they could only see my jewels when the lights out
Yeah I'm the one right now
Feeling like a rockstar
Thanking god I sitting in the back of a cop car
Feeling like a Superstar
Baby I am going hard
All them bad day won't matter when I'm living large
Chains on my neck like a slave
All these Dead presidents, got me looking like a grave
When I was down, all I did was pray
I was Looking up to god asking him to show me better days
Yea I was down
So I had to go make a way
I was hurting
so I had to go make a way
Yea I knew all these bad days would fade away
Yea I knew all these bad days would fade away
All these Dead presidents, got me looking like a grave
When I was down, all I did was pray
I was Looking up to god asking him to show me better days
Yea I was down
So I had to go make a way
I was hurting
So I had to go make a way
Yea I knew all these bad days would fade away
Yea I knew all the bad days would fade away
Yea I knew all these bad days would fade away
You know I'm stuck in this paper chase
Before the fame
I already know I gotta pay the cost
Know the wins and the losses go turn me to boss
I Ain't have no polo tees so I had to wear Lacoste
I was down on my knees the Animosity was lost
I invest time in my craft so they ain't no falling off
Gotta manifest the journey watch how you start Taking off
Chains on my neck like a slave
All these Dead presidents, got me looking like a grave
When I was down, all I did was pray
I was Looking up to god asking him to show me better days
Yea I was down
So I had to go make a way
I was hurting
So I had to go make a way
Yea I knew all these bad days would fade away
Yea I knew all the bad days would fade away
Chains on my neck like a slave
All these Dead presidents, got me looking like a grave
When I was down, all I did was pray
I was Looking up to god asking him to show me better days
Yea I was down
So I had to go make a way
I was hurting
So I had to go make a way
Yea I knew all these bad days would fade away
Yea I knew all these bad days would fade away
I need like forty on my wrist now
Bezel gotta be iced out
They wanna take a pics now
I'm built for the lifestyle
Any nigga play me like a fool then it's light outs
I know they could only see my jewels when the lights out
Yeah I'm the one right now
Feeling like a rockstar
Thanking god I sitting in the back of a cop car
Feeling like a Superstar
Baby I am going hard
All them bad day won't matter when I'm living large
Chains on my neck like a slave
All these Dead presidents, got me looking like a grave
When I was down, all I did was pray
I was Looking up to god asking him to show me better days
Yea I was down
So I had to go make a way
I was hurting
so I had to go make a way
Yea I knew all these bad days would fade away
Yea I knew all these bad days would fade away
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Writer(s): Raheem Pierre
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