First Chain lyrics

[Verse 1: Big Sean]

Coming from a city where bullets turn bro's into souls

Who knew from that concrete that a rose had arose

Good girls stopped being good when I turned 'em into hoes

Dreams stopped being dreams when I turned 'em into goals

BIG was the first one that had it

Then I saw Nas' chain, man, that was Illmatic

Then I saw Kanye's hanging from his gold necklace

Then Ye gave me mine, that show you my work ethic

Mom had that hooptie that she ran in the dirt

Used to pick me up from school, man, right after work

Now she rolling up in that Caddy like she coming to church

She asked why I rock all this gold, cause I'm coming in first

Got the streets behind me like I was staring in the rear-view

Used to have to take showers standing in the mildew

Now I'm in the penthouse, look at what a mill do

Looking in the mirror and I'm still you, I'm still you

[Hook: Big Sean]

Got my first chain

Feeling like I got my first chain

I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain

I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain

[Bridge: Big Sean]

BIG was the first one that had it

Now Jacob the Jeweler benefit from my habits

I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain

I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain

[Verse 2: Nas]

What's the noise all about with this rap stuff?

I can say I never been punked, robbed or smacked up

I can say I never been chased, jumped, or backed up

I learned to patch it up to get passes to niggas who be acting up

'Cause it's a mental game

I learned that when I got my first initial chain

I didn't fake it, it was gold plated, I was posing relatin'

To those dealing with blow, had the big gold, bold anchors it was those gangsters

That bonus, that culture, those projects

Shiny shit on their necks, making both of my eyes squint

They got in my bones, now I'm copping stones

Sorry Sierra Leone, one day we'll right the wrongs

18 karat gold Cuban on

Not too short, not too wide, not too long

My pendant offensive, in the truest form

Platinum gold, rose gold, what you want?

[Hook: Big Sean]

Got my first chain

Feeling like I got my first chain

I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain

I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain

[Bridge: Big Sean]

BIG was the first one that had it

Then I saw Nas' chain, man, that was Illmatic

I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain

I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain

[Verse 3: Big Sean]

On a highway to heaven, look at all the tolls I paid

I done gave my city drive all the roads I paved

No matter what way I turn things go my way

I'm rocking chains everyday, so you know I slave

Even when I'm just walking 'round the crib, nigga

To remind me of everything that we did, nigga

Look up in the mirror, chain only thing lyin'

No heroes where I'm from, bullets only thing flyin'

I know the higher the goal, the harder the climb

But after that, the bigger the muscle and smarter the mind

Police only work 12-hour shifts

'Cause in Detroit that's cheaper than the bailout, bitch

Trap house built brick by brick, paid dues on dues

FF, GOOD, you know I'm reppin' crew on crews

Stack bills on bills til' my backyards got pools on pools

Girls on girls, lingerie and Moulin Rouge

God damn, I think I'm gon' O.D

Off this asparagus and bread and pasta

Need a doctor, I've been dodging shady hoes and rainy days

It's like I got a built-in doppler

And it's a shame, a fuckin' shame

I don't remember my first love or my first time prayin'

But remember my first ass and the first time she came

It almost felt as good as when I got my first chain

[Hook: Big Sean]

Got my first chain

Feeling like I got my first chain

I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain

I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain

[Bridge: Big Sean]

Jay-Z taught me money ain't a thing

Came from the streets, headed to the hall of fame

And I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain

I be stunting, stunting like I got my first chain

[Verse 4: Kid Cudi]

It's such a wonderful thing, to see the end of all things

Niggas and bitches are with you cuz where you at?

I got my mind is on me, a couple others and dreams

Would've seen me and my niggas in this bitch

About two months in a week's time

Went from feelin' hellish to godly with lemon-lime shine

Now how the fuck can I chill now? Kanye think I'm dope

See this piece that I own now, how sick is the rope?

Taking life for what it is, the troublesome chick

Who throws fists; sometimes it's the weather

Things switch up, people trip up

The money come down, then climb up, but when it come again

The most creepin', deceivin', men are scheme-schemin'

Saying that you love me, I surely hope and if you don't

Motherfuck that sometimes, so dead it

Shred it; young nigga lost to the night

I'm so ready to let it go, my life is fucking awesome

I could be fuckin' dead right now, but I'm awesome

So fuck whoever has a bad thought don't know the god

'Cause when I leave this bitch you all gon' wish you knew the God

It might be too late, but the songs will live on

Just know this fact, you were all wrong

Now watch me do my silly dance, not really a dance

More like a prance, I'm signing off with a crotch grab

[Outro: Kid Cudi]

Thank you, man, for letting me get on this record, Sean

You the coolest

GOOD Music nigga, forever

Understand? Yahm

• Artist:Big Sean
• Album:Hall Of Fame (2013)