Chosen
When I wake up I get it with urgency
Gotta stack all this shit fore they bury me
And I stash a lil bit for emergencies
And I gave you that call for the courtesy
Not a question, I ball out, a certainty
I put blood on my seats now they're burgundy
Shordy said that I'm painting it perfectly
Never showing it all and that's purposely
Know we all gotta start from the bottom but boy I was chosen before I stepped foot on this Earth
In the womb I was talking to God about motion, he told me go get you some racks when you're hurting
With them racks you go take you some trips over oceans, before that your momma a house and Birkin
All that cash is gon make your heart cold and turn frozen cause niggas gon switch when it turn for the worse
In the 'burban she topping me up in the back
In the German I drive with no hands counting racks
It's disturbing how you niggas sit on your ass
I'm determined to speed when I beat up the dash
This a version of me you ain't meet in the past
Iverson guaranteed when I hop in my bag
She a burden to me, give a fuck if she bad
Atlanta popping
She always be shopping
She boujee, her body is shaped like a Goddess
Cropping her out of the picture, she wildin
A pretty lil face but I know she got mileage
I met her parents her mom wanna fuck me too
She said it's obvious boy I am in love with you
Giving me options, it's her or the money, it's funny how you thinking I would've chosen you
Too many questions you blocked ain't no interview
I'm never stopping I need a hundred Ms or two
Ride in a double M, I'm in a better mood
Money counter fanning through is my interlude
I gotta cop shit to cope with the winter blues
Niggas will copy your shit, be a fan of you
It's automatic, I'm flipping it manual
I feel like Gotti I'm bringing my family too
When I wake up I get it with urgency
Gotta stack all this shit fore they bury me
And I stash a lil bit for emergencies
And I gave you that call for the courtesy
Not a question, I ball out, a certainty
I put blood on my seats now they're burgundy
Shordy said that I'm painting it perfectly
Never showing it all and that's purposely
Know we all gotta start from the bottom but boy I was chosen before I stepped foot on this Earth
In the womb I was talking to God about motion, he told me go get you some racks when you're hurting
With them racks you go take you some trips over oceans, before that your momma a house and Birkin
All that cash is gon make your heart cold and turn frozen cause niggas gon switch when it turn for the worse
Gotta stack all this shit fore they bury me
And I stash a lil bit for emergencies
And I gave you that call for the courtesy
Not a question, I ball out, a certainty
I put blood on my seats now they're burgundy
Shordy said that I'm painting it perfectly
Never showing it all and that's purposely
Know we all gotta start from the bottom but boy I was chosen before I stepped foot on this Earth
In the womb I was talking to God about motion, he told me go get you some racks when you're hurting
With them racks you go take you some trips over oceans, before that your momma a house and Birkin
All that cash is gon make your heart cold and turn frozen cause niggas gon switch when it turn for the worse
In the 'burban she topping me up in the back
In the German I drive with no hands counting racks
It's disturbing how you niggas sit on your ass
I'm determined to speed when I beat up the dash
This a version of me you ain't meet in the past
Iverson guaranteed when I hop in my bag
She a burden to me, give a fuck if she bad
Atlanta popping
She always be shopping
She boujee, her body is shaped like a Goddess
Cropping her out of the picture, she wildin
A pretty lil face but I know she got mileage
I met her parents her mom wanna fuck me too
She said it's obvious boy I am in love with you
Giving me options, it's her or the money, it's funny how you thinking I would've chosen you
Too many questions you blocked ain't no interview
I'm never stopping I need a hundred Ms or two
Ride in a double M, I'm in a better mood
Money counter fanning through is my interlude
I gotta cop shit to cope with the winter blues
Niggas will copy your shit, be a fan of you
It's automatic, I'm flipping it manual
I feel like Gotti I'm bringing my family too
When I wake up I get it with urgency
Gotta stack all this shit fore they bury me
And I stash a lil bit for emergencies
And I gave you that call for the courtesy
Not a question, I ball out, a certainty
I put blood on my seats now they're burgundy
Shordy said that I'm painting it perfectly
Never showing it all and that's purposely
Know we all gotta start from the bottom but boy I was chosen before I stepped foot on this Earth
In the womb I was talking to God about motion, he told me go get you some racks when you're hurting
With them racks you go take you some trips over oceans, before that your momma a house and Birkin
All that cash is gon make your heart cold and turn frozen cause niggas gon switch when it turn for the worse
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Writer(s): Antonio Walker
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