Chrome Hearts (feat. Zacari)

I'ma have you put your lighters in the air I'd like to introduce my main man, Zacari Take it away, man Hope is still right around the corner Chrome Hearts on me feel like gold Chrome twenty-fours jumpin' like Jordan But in the night, I still slide in suburbans (slide, slip) Still gettin' my hands dirty (slide) Still gettin' my hands dirty I need cures and angels, pure and faithful Walkin' that path could be painful From innocent fun to guilty pleasures Watch it collide in the same view I felt the effects of what fame do When you not self-aware, it can change you As I look at the past like abandoned It's the little things that really made you A main man, paid man, payin' for some Ray-Bans That cost more than your rent while others struggle to get a cent In a sense, I ain't shit, because it's many people starvin' Tombstones of a selfish man, these words are carved in Hope is still right around the corner (yo) Chrome Hearts on me feel like gold Chrome twenty-fours jumpin' like Jordan (yo) But in the night, I still slide (yo) Just like the mask of Viktor Vaughn, you see, my heart's made of chrome See, all these trials and tribulations got me trapped in my zone Every part of my spirit become trapped in these songs In these palms, I have my destiny, so I am not calm Winnin' women been in bed sheets Layin' and lyin' while y'all feel like dyin' Fightin' for my life, is it worth it? What's my purpose? On the surface, I'm just a mortal man, understand that We make our own choices 'til the day we hand our soul back Hope is still right around the corner Chrome Hearts on me feel like gold Chrome twenty-fours jumpin' like Jordan But in the night, I still slide (man) I follow the golden pastures My golden soul is not for these hoes to capture I mix emotions 'til they remixed and mastered Was lookin' disasters, lookin' at my life after And even before I was goin' to war with these crackers Writin' the end to my chapter, bless it with laughter Pass the motherfuckin' weasel, I could achieve the greatest Be the high, the curse of livin' forever is wantin' to die I seen it all, been through it all I love and I hate you all The only thing I'm here to do is just evolve, dawg Hope is still right around the corner (shit) Chrome Hearts on me feel like gold Chrome twenty-fours jumpin' like Jordan But in the night, I still slide in suburbans (slide) Still gettin' my hands dirty (slide) Still gettin' my hands dirty Duh-nah-nah-nah-nah (I like that, that) Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah Duh-nah-nah-nah Mm-hmm-mm-hmm Mm-hmm-mm-hmm-mm Mm-hmm-mm-hmm Mmh Give it up for Tim