Big Boy Chain (Acoustic) Lyrics

(Aye Dawson Gang you worldwide)

I'm with my brother

(Jah onna beat)

I told y'all that

Anybody that think they gone disrespect or talk crazy to me

Don't do it

Cause I'm at the point right now

Where I might rob you

I ate every loss

Ian sitting around tripping

I'm worried about

My next whip

My next trip

The next time ima flip

Forcing shit get ya feelings hurt

That's why u gotta

Chill and play your role

Ian stuck

I dug out that hole

Damaged soul

Broken heart

I'm reaching for the stars

Rapping these bars

I feel like I'm in a flying car

I been through

Too much pain

I'm working on my gains

I'm tryna communicate

And stay sane

Mind ya business

Stay in ya lane

Scary ass

Tucked his chain

His ass wasted

Like the gta game

Thank god it ain't friday

Cause back at Friday's

I ain't get a high pay

Barely got Minimum wage

My body was trapped in a cage

When smook get out

Ima give him 10 racks

Love my dawg

He always had my back

This addiction in my veins

Ian never been on heroine

Or cocaine

You niggas stunt for fame

I stunt cause i can

I am who

He wish to be

A big dawg

So clean and so flee

I'm playing with bands

Like I'm Onna field

I feel like Tom Brady

But I'm inna hood

So i feel like Tracy McGrady

Thumping through racks

I'm like lil baby

Whether I'm on the

Top or bottom

They gone still hate me

Maybe I'm toxic

Maybe I'm crazy

I'm chocolate

Like a whatchamacallit

Easy kill

Me and my niggas 4-0

Up onna score

Them niggas gone see me grind

Bitch ass niggas showed me signs

Ian tripping

Any foreign we see

We flipping

We running

We dipping

Ima make sure they feel me

Ima make sure they hear me

Who gone heal me

Ion give a fuck who fear me

I talk when necessary

Ian saying Ian humble

But Ian no bitch

You gone hear me

Ion mumble

No cocky shit

Ion really fumble

I'm like a running back

I stayed away from gangs

I knew i was gone be a millionaire

I'm working so hard to be a billionaire

She so bad it's not fair

I'm self aware

She hop dick to dick

Like a hare

That ain't my bitch

So ion care

I'm not simple minded

I'm real rare

That boy got shot

2 times in the heart

He like a dying breed

At 17 I had a job no dream

I use to clock myself in

I'm steady putting myself

In a better position

I'm living life off intuition

I gotta keep winning

This ain't chess

Test a nigga

You get wet

You wanna bet?

I got 20 bullets

Left in this tec

You better check

Ima end ya life

Wesson to ya neck

Like a boy vs a man

I get more dap

Than dapper Dan

You niggas fans

Y'all be inna way

I kill you niggas on my worst day

What Ian going hard enough

Ian going fast enough

Ian doubting me

I believe in me

So why would i settle

For the least

I was a boy

Now I'm a beast

This a big boy chain not a leash

This a big boy chain not a leash

This a big boy chain not a leash

This a big boy chain not a leash

This a big boy chain not a leash

This a big boy chain not a leash