Chosen One
Mmm mmm,
Yeah Yeah,
Aye,
Yeah,
I know my grandmama
She be praying for me (Yeah)
I know she wish she could
Hold my hand for me (Yeah)
But I can't let you down
I gotta man up (Yeah)
She know I'm the Chosen One
And that shit rare homie (Yeah)
Too much love up in this heart
I act like I don't care
But I do
I'm a fool
Cause I know that they gon' take advantage
Every chance they get (Yeah)
So every chance I get (Nigga)
I'm flexing (Yeah)
I can't ever sit (Nahh)
'Less it's with these thoughts
Writing all these classics (Yeah)
Came up out the grave shining
They thought it was magic (Yeah)
So they can suck my Johnson (Aye)
Everyday I'm rising (Yeah)
Past real dark
So the future gon' be shining (Yeah)
All this pain has got to come out
So I stay rhyming
I'm finding myself through this hell (I am)
Long as the family doing well (What?)
I could care less about my own health
I done fell
A couple hundred times
But every time I got back up
And came back swinging (Yeah)
Every time I tried to kill myself
I killed my demons instead
The thoughts inside of my head (Did what?)
Made me miserable (Yeah)
But they made me who I am
I feel invincible (Yeah)
And I be living like it too
Finding reliefs what I do
I assume they gon' hate it
But it's cool, (Yeah)
I ain't ever needed you (Nah)
Or you (Bitch)
Or your stupid ass opinions
Get the fuck up out of here with all that bullshit
I don't need it (Nah)
But I'm feeding off that energy (Yeah)
Drowning in the Hennessy (Yeah)
Questioning that loyalty?
Don't ever fucking mention me (Nahh)
Used to make my wrists bleed
But now I'm making history (Aye)
Used to want to die
'Til I realized it's what they did to me
And they could never take away the pride
I always find a way
Nahh I ain't got no time today
I know my grandmama
She be praying for me (Yeah)
I know she wish she could
Hold my hand for me (Yeah)
But I can't let you down
I gotta man up (Yeah)
She know I'm the Chosen One
And that shit rare homie (Yeah)
I know my grandmama
She be praying for me (Yeah)
I know she wish she could
Hold my hand for me (Yeah)
But I can't let you down
I gotta man up (Yeah)
She know I'm the Chosen One
And that shit rare homie (Yeah)
Understand (Understand)
You ain't fucking up these plans (Nahh)
I ain't playing bout my bands (Nahh)
Only got one chance
I'll be damned if I ran (Yeah)
Almost died off them Xans
They would never understand
Cause they be thinking they above me (Huh?)
Every time my grandma hug me
I know it's gon' be alright (Yeah)
I know it's gon' be worth it
That struggling through the fight (Yeah)
She tell me Imma make it
Imma make sure she right (I swear)
I'm an angel out them ashes
They can't fuck with the light (Nahh)
If it's me who you want
Then come and get me Satan (Yeah)
I punch that fucking mirror until I can't
But it ain't breaking
Cause I can't (I can't)
Be broken (Be broken)
I'm done (I'm done)
With hoping (With hoping)
My heart (My heart)
Is open (Is open)
I guess that's why it's broken
I be balling like Derozan
Lot of pressure can't be choking
I be toking on that weed (Yeah)
Just to handle my emotions
In the middle of the ocean
When I know that I'm the realest (Yeah)
But I feel like I am posing
I just wish it made more sense
Why I go to sacrifice when I ain't ever chose this?
I know my grandmama
She be praying for me (Yeah)
I know she wish she could
Hold my hand for me (Yeah)
But I can't let you down
I gotta man up (Yeah)
She know I'm the Chosen One
And that shit rare homie (Yeah)
I know my grandmama
She be praying for me (Yeah)
I know she wish she could
Hold my hand for me (Yeah)
But I can't let you down
I gotta man up (Yeah)
She know I'm the Chosen One
And that shit rare homie (Yeah)
If I should fall before I wake
They gon' have to know Wanya
Handled all that he could take
They could never take away my pride
Imma have to fucking die
OB
Yeah Yeah,
Aye,
Yeah,
I know my grandmama
She be praying for me (Yeah)
I know she wish she could
Hold my hand for me (Yeah)
But I can't let you down
I gotta man up (Yeah)
She know I'm the Chosen One
And that shit rare homie (Yeah)
Too much love up in this heart
I act like I don't care
But I do
I'm a fool
Cause I know that they gon' take advantage
Every chance they get (Yeah)
So every chance I get (Nigga)
I'm flexing (Yeah)
I can't ever sit (Nahh)
'Less it's with these thoughts
Writing all these classics (Yeah)
Came up out the grave shining
They thought it was magic (Yeah)
So they can suck my Johnson (Aye)
Everyday I'm rising (Yeah)
Past real dark
So the future gon' be shining (Yeah)
All this pain has got to come out
So I stay rhyming
I'm finding myself through this hell (I am)
Long as the family doing well (What?)
I could care less about my own health
I done fell
A couple hundred times
But every time I got back up
And came back swinging (Yeah)
Every time I tried to kill myself
I killed my demons instead
The thoughts inside of my head (Did what?)
Made me miserable (Yeah)
But they made me who I am
I feel invincible (Yeah)
And I be living like it too
Finding reliefs what I do
I assume they gon' hate it
But it's cool, (Yeah)
I ain't ever needed you (Nah)
Or you (Bitch)
Or your stupid ass opinions
Get the fuck up out of here with all that bullshit
I don't need it (Nah)
But I'm feeding off that energy (Yeah)
Drowning in the Hennessy (Yeah)
Questioning that loyalty?
Don't ever fucking mention me (Nahh)
Used to make my wrists bleed
But now I'm making history (Aye)
Used to want to die
'Til I realized it's what they did to me
And they could never take away the pride
I always find a way
Nahh I ain't got no time today
I know my grandmama
She be praying for me (Yeah)
I know she wish she could
Hold my hand for me (Yeah)
But I can't let you down
I gotta man up (Yeah)
She know I'm the Chosen One
And that shit rare homie (Yeah)
I know my grandmama
She be praying for me (Yeah)
I know she wish she could
Hold my hand for me (Yeah)
But I can't let you down
I gotta man up (Yeah)
She know I'm the Chosen One
And that shit rare homie (Yeah)
Understand (Understand)
You ain't fucking up these plans (Nahh)
I ain't playing bout my bands (Nahh)
Only got one chance
I'll be damned if I ran (Yeah)
Almost died off them Xans
They would never understand
Cause they be thinking they above me (Huh?)
Every time my grandma hug me
I know it's gon' be alright (Yeah)
I know it's gon' be worth it
That struggling through the fight (Yeah)
She tell me Imma make it
Imma make sure she right (I swear)
I'm an angel out them ashes
They can't fuck with the light (Nahh)
If it's me who you want
Then come and get me Satan (Yeah)
I punch that fucking mirror until I can't
But it ain't breaking
Cause I can't (I can't)
Be broken (Be broken)
I'm done (I'm done)
With hoping (With hoping)
My heart (My heart)
Is open (Is open)
I guess that's why it's broken
I be balling like Derozan
Lot of pressure can't be choking
I be toking on that weed (Yeah)
Just to handle my emotions
In the middle of the ocean
When I know that I'm the realest (Yeah)
But I feel like I am posing
I just wish it made more sense
Why I go to sacrifice when I ain't ever chose this?
I know my grandmama
She be praying for me (Yeah)
I know she wish she could
Hold my hand for me (Yeah)
But I can't let you down
I gotta man up (Yeah)
She know I'm the Chosen One
And that shit rare homie (Yeah)
I know my grandmama
She be praying for me (Yeah)
I know she wish she could
Hold my hand for me (Yeah)
But I can't let you down
I gotta man up (Yeah)
She know I'm the Chosen One
And that shit rare homie (Yeah)
If I should fall before I wake
They gon' have to know Wanya
Handled all that he could take
They could never take away my pride
Imma have to fucking die
OB
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