Chosen One
They tried to lock me up and throw away the key
Never thought that I could turn around and be someone
Sat in my cell and every night I couldn't sleep
Asking my mother "Are you there?" cuz I need someone
I put that pistol in my hand it wouldn't leave
Traumatized when I hold that gun
Now they're seeing that I'm back up in the streets
And everybody fuckin' with me I'm the chosen one
Everybody fuckin' with me I'm the chosen one
Everybody fuckin' with me I'm the chosen one
I was back up in my city rolling free
I was running with my shawty and the heat
I was trippin' on my side bitch tryin' to get a drink
Pop another pill trying to fill it when I lean
I ain't worried 'bout police, boy I'm from the east
If we got a problem then we take it to the streets
I was on my grind tryin' to make it on my feet
If it's money on the line then you know I gotta eat
I'm feeling like a don bitch, fuck an enemy
Looking at a wine list, smoking better weed
Trippin' all the time with my finger on the squeeze
Faded as I can, wasn't focused on my dreams
I was doing what I want, when I want
You can get it if you want to, but you don't
I was never coming down, then he came around
And I started trippin' so I laid his ass down
They tried to lock me up and throw away the key
Never thought that I could turn around and be someone
Sat in my cell and every night I couldn't sleep
Asking my mother "Are you there?" cuz I need someone
I put that pistol in my hand it wouldn't leave
Traumatized when I hold that gun
Now they're seeing that I'm back up in the streets
And everybody fuckin' with me I'm the chosen one
Everybody fuckin' with me I'm the chosen one
Everybody fuckin' with me I'm the chosen one
Now I'm back up in my city rolling deep
Everybody fuckin' with me I'm the chosen one
Got that rollie on my arm in the streets
Don't even think about it though I just go cop one
Push start it and we ridin' with no keys
On the road, yeah we fly man you gon' need one
Big figures for a line at a show
And I got your girl in the back hitting notes
I've been on the road
Started from the bottom but I did it on my own
Yeah, they knew I was a problem from the minute I was gone
But I showed them that I'm on it and I'm right where I belong
Yeah, they see it's all mine
Put that shit in my name, don't put shit on my name
Ain't got shit on my grind, but ain't shit changed
If he trippin' I'm going to let that shit bang
They tried to lock me up and throw away the key
Never thought that I could turn around and be someone
Sat in my cell and every night I couldn't sleep
Asking my mother "Are you there?" cuz I need someone
I put that pistol in my hand it wouldn't leave
Traumatized when I hold that gun
Now they're seeing that I'm back up in the streets
And everybody fuckin' with me I'm the chosen one
Everybody fuckin' with me I'm the chosen one
Everybody fuckin' with me I'm the chosen one
Never thought that I could turn around and be someone
Sat in my cell and every night I couldn't sleep
Asking my mother "Are you there?" cuz I need someone
I put that pistol in my hand it wouldn't leave
Traumatized when I hold that gun
Now they're seeing that I'm back up in the streets
And everybody fuckin' with me I'm the chosen one
Everybody fuckin' with me I'm the chosen one
Everybody fuckin' with me I'm the chosen one
I was back up in my city rolling free
I was running with my shawty and the heat
I was trippin' on my side bitch tryin' to get a drink
Pop another pill trying to fill it when I lean
I ain't worried 'bout police, boy I'm from the east
If we got a problem then we take it to the streets
I was on my grind tryin' to make it on my feet
If it's money on the line then you know I gotta eat
I'm feeling like a don bitch, fuck an enemy
Looking at a wine list, smoking better weed
Trippin' all the time with my finger on the squeeze
Faded as I can, wasn't focused on my dreams
I was doing what I want, when I want
You can get it if you want to, but you don't
I was never coming down, then he came around
And I started trippin' so I laid his ass down
They tried to lock me up and throw away the key
Never thought that I could turn around and be someone
Sat in my cell and every night I couldn't sleep
Asking my mother "Are you there?" cuz I need someone
I put that pistol in my hand it wouldn't leave
Traumatized when I hold that gun
Now they're seeing that I'm back up in the streets
And everybody fuckin' with me I'm the chosen one
Everybody fuckin' with me I'm the chosen one
Everybody fuckin' with me I'm the chosen one
Now I'm back up in my city rolling deep
Everybody fuckin' with me I'm the chosen one
Got that rollie on my arm in the streets
Don't even think about it though I just go cop one
Push start it and we ridin' with no keys
On the road, yeah we fly man you gon' need one
Big figures for a line at a show
And I got your girl in the back hitting notes
I've been on the road
Started from the bottom but I did it on my own
Yeah, they knew I was a problem from the minute I was gone
But I showed them that I'm on it and I'm right where I belong
Yeah, they see it's all mine
Put that shit in my name, don't put shit on my name
Ain't got shit on my grind, but ain't shit changed
If he trippin' I'm going to let that shit bang
They tried to lock me up and throw away the key
Never thought that I could turn around and be someone
Sat in my cell and every night I couldn't sleep
Asking my mother "Are you there?" cuz I need someone
I put that pistol in my hand it wouldn't leave
Traumatized when I hold that gun
Now they're seeing that I'm back up in the streets
And everybody fuckin' with me I'm the chosen one
Everybody fuckin' with me I'm the chosen one
Everybody fuckin' with me I'm the chosen one
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Writer(s): Adam Hicks
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