Chosen One

Yeahh yeahh yeahh

Stacking my digits
Im flipping a pack because im tryna get rich
These niggas so broke
They dont feel me
Swear to god imma show you the real me
These niggas they wishing they was me
Smoking the gas the sky so cloudy
Niggas they hating but showing fake love
Just so they can get one up
Man i feel like a soldier
Standing ten toes no i never fold up
Told her come over
Aint fucking her sober she gotta go bruh
Slay that bitch then she gotta dipp
Fuck her one night i ain't cuffing that bitch
I hope and pray that i get rich
Hop in a jet or plane and diip
Prey to god i never slip
Mom's aint fucking raise no bitch
Moms aint fucking raise no dummy
Let a pussy nigga try me all i wanna do is count up hunnits
Blue faces all around me
Talking blue faces all around me

Man i don't know but i feel like the chosen one
Never except no handouts
Cuz they gone feel like you owe them one
But you don't owe them nun

Trust believe, can't wait to kick up my feet
Designer shoes that aint me
I know these niggas gonna hate me, because them niggas aint me
I'm just tryna chase my dream tryna get rich with my team
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Im stacking my digits
Im flipping a pack because im tryna get rich
These niggas so broke
They dont feel me
Swear to god imma show you the real me
He hating he wishing he was me
Smoking the gas the sky so cloudy
Niggas they hating but showing fake love
Just so they can get one up

These niggas claiming that they bout it "bout it"
But he aint really bout shit
I just hopped in the rap game and i feel like i'm taking over
Said i feel like i'm taking over
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Man i don't know but i feel like the chosen one
Never except no handouts
Cuz they gone feel like you owe them one
But you don't owe them nun

Lights camera action i'm just tryna make a movie
Make her wet like a pool, no i aint no regular dude
I'm just tryna keep it cool, brodie chilling in the cut with the tool
Better duck cuz he will blast you
Run up and i will trash you, might fuck around and blast you
yeah yeah yeah
Might fuck around and blast you
i aint no regular duded

These niggas dont feel me
Swear to god imma show you the real me
These niggas they wishing they was me
Smoking the gas the sky is so cloudy
Im smoking the gas the sky is so cloudy
Yeah

Like the chosen one
Cuz you gone feel like you owe them one
No
Them one
No no no no no



Credits
Writer(s): Rasheed Coles
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