Chosen

Up inside my brain is hell on earth
All I want is recognition I deserve
And my money hitting flips and turns
Plus my whip to swerve
All my opps I hope they get the worst
I can't tell you how I'm here today
Guess that's God at work
Damn I'm such a flirt
Bitches hate that I'm covert
Treat the beat like I'm a nurse
Than I put a nigga in a hearse
Ex bitch want me back
I
I can't revert nigga
Can't tell you last time I been to church
(I said I said)
Can't tell you last time I been to church

I been at work
Momma said I got so much
Potential to burn
Got to stay humble
So I can learn
I put so much shit up in this bitch
Can't wait until its my turn nigga
I put(lalalala)
I put(lalalala)
I put(lalalala)
I put so much shit up in this bitch
Can't wait until it's my turn nigga
(Lalalala)
(Woah)
When you with me
When you with(woah)
When you with me keep it a buck
Keep it a bean,keep it a stack
No in-between
Pull up on them niggas ain't what they seem
All that talk can't get you the green
Fuck a shirt you get turned into a meme
We at work can't fuck with my team
We at work(we at work can't fuck with my)
We at work can't fuck with my team
Running on,running on steam
Bad bitches on only,bad bitches on me
Everybody got a journey
I don't gotta worry
RIP to Kobe
Fuck a lame nigga that's what momma told me
Fuck a lame nigga that's what momma told me
You ain't ten toes paper chasing
You ain't with me
Drop like four songs now label trying to fucking get me
Niggas dead mad all they do is really envy
Now I started chasing bread now they in a frenzy
I don't need new friends nigga I'm on my lonely
All my dogs eating when I make it ain't no hoe in me
(That's a guarantee)
How you taking down scheming like you don't owe me
Bitch you are not the main we are low-key
Fully kitted in the studio bitch I don't sleep
How you switching sides shit is not sweet
All you niggas nerds
I am not a sheep
Ya'll can not compete
Niggas on my body like a geek
She just took a pill and now she tweaking
She just took a pill and now she tweaking
(Geeking,tweaking)

Up inside my brain is hell on earth
All I want is recognition I deserve
And my money hitting flips and turns
Plus my whip to swerve
All my opps I hope they get the worst
I can't tell you how I'm here today
Guess that's God at work
Damn I'm such a flirt
Bitches hate that I'm covert
Treat the beat like I'm a nurse
Than I put a nigga in a hearse
Ex bitch want me back
I
I can't revert nigga
Can't tell you last time I been to church



Credits
Writer(s): Olasubomi Ololade
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