Arthur McArthur - Gold Chains Gold Daytons lyrics

[Hook X2] Gold chains, n***a gold daytons Bum n***as ain't got no patience Young n***as tryna get a name And the cycle probably will never change [Verse 1] That's real sh** where I come from You probably wouldn't make it where I come from Hes 17 and he ain't got one gun And he roll with the groupie n***as I feel the same way do it the bodies sh** I swear to god Hitman for the bread man that's just his job Gotta do what he gotta do to survive the streets And hes up all night cuz hes tryna eat Moms don't give a f**, dad neither And he don't f** with his brother cuz he a woman beater That's real sh** he just play us cards Just think man whats this art [Hook x2] [Bridge x13] Gold chains, gold daytons [Hook x2]