No Chains Left

Yeah. Look. Bought the Cullinan just to cry in the back Living for the comments, I was dying for the stats Smile for the camera, keep the trauma under wraps I had a million followers, but couldn't find the map I built a mansion on a hill just to hide inside I bought a Rolex just to watch the time fly by They said I made it to the top, but the air is thin I was terrified of losing, so I faked the win I put the armor on daily, the ego, the pride But you can't heal a wound that you're trying to hide.

What’s the point of the world if you're losing your soul? What’s the point of the script if you're playing a role? I was scared to look up, scared to fall from the height But the moment I surrendered, man, I saw the light.

I took the gold off my neck, I got no chains left! (No chains!) Traded the applause for the peace, and I caught my breath! (Caught my breath!) Used to build a prison out of pride and the public eye Now I got my hands up, reaching for the open sky! Yeah, the ego is dead, I got no chains left! (Hallelujah, no chains!) Ain't no chains left!