My Chain

By Logic

Released on August 13, 2012

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[Intro: Frank Sinatra]

I would like to be remembered as a man who brought an innovation to popular singing

I would like to be remembered as a man who had a wonderful time living his life and who had good friends, a fine family


[Chorus]

My chain, my chain

Don't you like my chain, mayne?

Life of a don, chain just glowin'

My chain, my chain

Don't you like my chain, mayne?

I'm coming in the club with that fresh shit on

My chain, my chain

Don't you like my chain, mayne?

Life of a don, chain just glowin'

My chain, my chain

Don't you like my chain, mayne?

I'm coming in the club with that fresh shit on


[Verse 1]

Yeah, me and my team used to dream about

The future but now we be rollin' everywhere we goin'

Our cards never showin' the moment I'm flowin' we livin' it right now

Long way from the ghetto

Pull strings like Gepetto poppin' that fine wine

Look at the way my chain shine

Soon as I change my state of mind, from a lazy ass boy

To a man that's on his grind so answer my question

Did I even mention the fact that I'm livin' the life that I wanted

I keep a hunnid, got cash in abundance, that's bills by the hunnid

I've said it and done it, you know that I run it while everyone else

Say it, then plummit now, yeah you know I run it now

While the whole world wonder how

My chain shine nice

But I am not defined by the money, not defined by the ice

What defines me, let me tell you what defines me

Is the heart and the effort I give in e-every letter in which I write for you

And if you ignorant closed minded motherfuckers do not like it

It's not right for you

No it's not right for you


[Chorus]

My chain, my chain

Don't you like my chain, mayne?

Life of a don, chain just glowin'

My chain, my chain

Don't you like my chain, mayne?

I'm coming in the club with that fresh shit on

My chain, my chain

Don't you like my chain, mayne?

Life of a don, chain just glowin'

My chain, my chain

Don't you like my chain, mayne?

I'm coming in the club with that fresh shit on


[Verse 2]

Yeah, I'm swimming in women like Young Sinatra 1 & 2

With the RattPack on my back there's really no telling what we finna do

If a shorty in my eye, then yes baby girl I be coming for you

Nice cars, nice clothes, hotel suites after the shows

So simplistic, never materialistic, but we do like complements

Why? 'Cause theses diamonds are accomplishments

Food stamps, welfare, medicare and section 8 to

Louis V, smoking tree, and steak up on my dinner plate

And you wonder why us rappers floss, cause for once

We can finally afford the cost

I once was the worker now I'm the boss

See my chain is an accomplishment

I call these diamonds milestones

It's hard to call for help with no dial tone

But, now I'm buying whips with no motherfucking miles on 'em

But I don't blow my money, I give it back to people

Why these rappers spend money on blow and stop acting equal?

But I've been real since the fucking prequel

So the next time you that you looking at my chain

What you really see is 23 long years of pain

With nothing to lose and everything to gain

Cause the world is divided, but we are the same

And I'm getting that money, 'cause bitches they love me

And this is the life that I live, ain't it funny

But Imma keep rising, til ya'll realizing, that so much is waiting over the horizon

'Cause I've seen the day and yes also the night

So that means I've seen the darkness as well as the light

And that's the very same light

That's the very same light, that let my chain shine bright

Said that's the very same light, that let my chain shine bright

So...


[Chorus]

My chain, my chain

Don't you like my chain, mayne?

Life of a don, chain just glowin'

My chain, my chain

Don't you like my chain, mayne?

I'm coming in the club with that fresh shit on

My chain, my chain

Don't you like my chain, mayne?

Life of a don, chain just glowin'

My chain, my chain

Don't you like my chain, mayne?

I'm coming in the club with that fresh shit on


[Outro]

Logic

Open your eyes

Sinatra

And I don't think i could ask for anything more