Chosen 1

Going up
This my first time in a tour bus
Money coming to me
Like a brink truck
Momma told me
Dont be on no sussy stuff
Niggas better move
Better rise up
Riding down the street
In a fucking bus
Smoking on sum
Mafuckin loud blunts
Tee in the cut
He a wild Buck

Semi in the front n back trunk
Foreigns when i ride
Fuck America
Niggas always talking
Where ya cheddar bum
Smoke top shelf
This sum alien?
I just hit
my opps
Man
They all donE
Went to diamond district
For sum new charms
Might go buy me
A new Gun
Grandma told me
(Son) You
The choosing one
Selling by the pound
Like im kroger huh
Niggas wanna frown
When they see me come
Bitches crowd around
Like give me sum
Im a true soldier
Always keep a gun
Niggas really hoes
I can see it onnem
Posted in the G
Wit my young ones
Theyll do you bad
Them my only sons
Kicking doors down
Man run them coins
Niggas skip town
Like the on the run
I just hit the club
But iont throw ones
Drinking inna section
This sum patron n Don
Gotta keep winning
Im the juan Don
Keep a 45
With drum drum
Hit a nigga head
Like brunbun
Im hot nigga
Like a rising sun
Pray you dont see me
When i fucking come
Catching my opps lacking
Thats a whole in one
Scoring on them niggas
Here the foul
And 1
Pray to god everyday
Cuz im toteing guns
Lost alot of niggas
Where a nigga from
Put tht on L Roy
We forever young
Im a real nigga
Call me niggatron
Hit saks up
Like give me sum
Ar inna cut
Thats a big gun
Smoking weed everywhere
Im the legal one
Tried to put my niggas on
But they didnt wanna
Its all Good doe
Imma get me sum
Rocking mix match fashion
Like a manikin
Might hit russia
With a hunna guns
So you better run
When you see me come
Throwing barrels
At you niggas
Like donkey kong
Use to be broke
Didnt have none



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Writer(s): Juante Dennis
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