Prime Suspect

Yeah, yeah
I'm the chosen one
I'm a champion
Whoa, yeah
Oh, oh

Through all this heartbreak and this pain, I can't change
Through the betrayal and the rain I stay the same
I promise you that I'ma leave how I came
Gotta stop playing, now it's time to be a man

It ain't a thing I can't handle, I'm a champion
It ain't a thing I can't handle, I'm the chosen one
It ain't a thing I can't handle, I'm a champion
It ain't a thing I can't handle, I'm the chosen one, yeah
The chosen one, yeah
I'm a champion
I'm the chosen one, yeah
I'm a champion

Late at night no I can't sleep, I'm like oh
I got demons in my dreams, man I know
I just drop down to my knees, to the floor
I start praying to my god to make 'em go
I was young when grandmama died nigga
Take a look up in my eyes nigga
I'll never be disguised nigga
Say you know me, tell me how do you figure?

Working hard, now my name getting bigger
Coming up, I grew up round killers
Swear that I'm traumatized nigga
My hopes to the ceiling
Hurt and I need some healing
Gotta do better for my children
I can't give up on my mission

Through all this heartbreak and this pain, I can't change
Through the betrayal and the rain I stay the same
I promise you that I'ma leave how I came
Gotta stop playing, now it's time to be a man

It ain't nothing I can't handle, I'm a champion
It ain't nothing I can't handle, I'm the chosen one
It ain't nothing I can't handle, I'm a champion
It ain't nothing I can't handle, I'm the chosen one, yeah
The chosen one, yeah
I'm a champion
I'm the chosen one, yeah
I'm a champion

I stand on all ten, I won't bend for nothing (won't bend for nothing)
I keep it super real, I can't pretend for nothing (pretend for nothing)
I'm a product of my environment, you can say that (say that)
So miss with that fuck shit, I don't play that (I don't play that little nigga)
I talk to god a lot at night, know I ain't living right (I swear)
I got issues within myself so, I keep my circle tight (gangstas only)
We don't bark, we bite (bite)
Throw bullets, we don't fight (blah)
You want smoke, then we pipe (real)
Shit get you murked tonight (haha)

Seen a lot of deaths coming, that's why I'm numb to stuff
That's why I don't cry at funerals, that's why I don't talk as much
I know I'm chosen, ELO told me, just remain focused
I told my gangster about that bread, don't let 'em catch you loafing

It ain't nothing I can't handle, I'm a champion
It ain't nothing I can't handle, I'm the chosen one
It ain't nothing I can't handle, I'm a champion (yeah, yeah)
It ain't nothing I can't handle, I'm the chosen one, yeah
The chosen one
I'm a champion
I'm the chosen one, yeah
I'm a champion



Credits
Writer(s): June James, Demario White, Kentrell Gaulden, Marcus Richards
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