Gold Chains on White Tees

Lyrics

[Intro: Joe Freshgoods] Yo You know who it is It's your boy I've always wanted to do that But you know who it is But it's Joe Freshgoods T-shirt popping, Westside legend And you know I was smoking a blunt the other day And I was thinking to myself Like yo what's these nigga's background Like where do niggas come from Niggas just be like sneaking up the ladder And be like yo look at me, I'm here now Naw dog, like in my career bro Chicago watch this shit happen in real time Like every step of the way You could have on sunglasses, you could block out the shine And I get it But you see the shit man From intern to employee to owner I used to [?] Now I'm paying people to [?] and [?] Get it? Just like clockwork, real time Eight-year plan, we get that So I ain't really into like arguing with people no more I don't really get into that man, we blessed I don't really got time to like argue, that's like weird and shit bro I want everybody to win You black, I want you to win I don't really beef We trying to get off red meat you know I don't really do the beef shit you know what I'm saying We getting money We [?] in our community We doing that, we doing the unthinkable And we getting fly [Verse: Vic Spencer] Uh Motivated to make it, destined for greatness Hated that they loved other rappers that was basic Nine-to-five but the dream I still chase it I put the pineapple in the tequila and still taste it The latest greatest amazing bars with a cadence It's out of this planet god damn it where is my spaceship Anti-social socialty, not approaching me I got [?] for potpourri Low key I'm at the highest of points Old ass nigga with a dime the way I vibe the joints Make the weed taste the same, I'm taking aim On my shit list I place your name Skinny ass rapper but I'll break your frame Aching pains, pen so sharp it could scrape your brain They say [?] but my [?] is white Pulled up in a truck, put a fork in the mice I'm from the hood where they'll torture your life I'm out west with it 18th and [?] departed Pyrex visions If you look in my eyes then the gems is hidden Risky business they hate from the sidelines, change your image Bickering don't have money attached to it Got fluid, read books upside down, I'm that stupid Humble brag, I hit the herb then crumble tags [Outro: Joe Freshgoods] Only nigga to release three different shoes on three different companies in one year C'mon now What I got to argue with niggas about man This shit ain't even like I'm literally a walking history breaker Like every fucking day I'm just breaking history Low key Type of shit niggas ain't even gonna realize until ten years later You know this dudes got a mirror Yo I got a whole mural in Chicago Like with my face, in a popping area in Chicago Like I don't really You got a statue or a mural of yourself Well do you even got to go back and forth with niggas? Like c'mon now I stopped arguing with niggas in 2007 Like we off that shit man We trying to fly to the sky, spaceships and shit You know what I'm saying We smoking good weed You know what I'm saying I'm selling out of hats in like two seconds Really, I ain't really like, you know, like Shoes worth a thousand dollars a pop I ain't really, like you know what I'm saying Like I'm doing the Boys & Girls Club You know, we, we We getting fly man C'mon we gonna make my smoothie man, we out