Truly Chosen

Ya, ya, ya, ya
Ya, ya, ya, ya
Ya, ya, ya, ya
Ya, ye, uh, uh, oh, no

They steady tweakin' off that love i gotta get em right
We too loud we gotta chill we puttin' shit on christ
I ain't neva been no option better think it twice
Hit em hard count down from 3 my niggas put they wrist on ice
Hand down i'm comin' out this how im rappin' nigga
Walkin' through the rain nobody help i swear im pass you niggas
Ion never carry no gun on me i still be blastin niggas
Valentines i bless my bitch but I don't carry basket niggas
Ion like rappin' bout no guns but i'll still bring it out
I like to talk about them big figures but keep that low account
Niggas say i'm ass and i try harder ion never pout
When im up im touchin' chains and im gon rock out wit my crown
Cause imma big dog, (imma big dog)
I look at memories, my brother Jay I miss ya, (i miss ya)
they keep saying they wanna be opps, but they ain't wit nun, (they ain't wit nun)
These niggas fake they postin' flicks but wit they rent money, (wit they rent money)

Peepin how i'm droppin shit
Yo bitch say you a narcissist
Put that glock up on my Christmas list
Im livin watch me walk this bitch, awl ye ye
say I'm livin' wrong and I got hoes go check the bottom list
I'm chillin wit the gang you movin wrong they push that auto switch, awl yeah
Pop out where, you pop out dead
That nigga cryin' like he got kids
He askin' god like what he did, (like what i do lord)
Its to the point how you still livin'
Keep my daddy onna low i know my mama gon be winnin'
coleon like what you be on
Bandoo pop out litest trio
Takin chains lil nigga debo
Winnin' blues i'm talkin' rio
I had to much cash up in my pockets niggas had to think low
He let twin em pass i'm on yo ass go missin' findin' Nemo
I seen shorty text again the same bitch i ain't fuckin' wit
I had seen and thought some shit that's why ion never trust uh bitch
Uh blah, blah, blah, blah, blah you got crested lips
Talkin' out yo neck OT go spin and let that choppa spit
I did uh freaky october never did that again
She steady talkin' bout money but can't pull out uh band
Like why you hatin' on me whole time could've did yo friend
Can't get that through her head she stuck up in uh la La Land, (la la land)

Talkin loud i hear yo prayers
Ion want that again
Ain't know me being smart can help me wit my future plans
I join the rap and hit the stage and hit my lil dance
You wanna battle nigga take that shit to neva land, (on blood)
VVS's brodie flooded
I got ice, but never crunchy
I ain't walkin' out with nun
this Bluetooth glock this how we thumping
i'll make up my own shit I do this shit to own it
Ain't from the nati, but you zonin'
I swear my sisters keep my rollin, (on bloody)
She want features i can't go
I ain't sayin you ass at rappin' baby girl it's jus uh no
I ain't pouring up oh no, (oh no)
Pop out wit them bands you said you had if you ain't broke, (oh no)
Zj chill you forcin' bro
Fuck nigga dissin' I'm tweakin' out I'm tryna slice his throat
Bitch fuck wit people tellin' me i pop out hard jus wit my puffer coat
I ain't neva dissin' put that on god that shit ain't how i roll
Tellin' lord come strike me down you think im lying come hit yo goal
I say step on yall like i do roaches
Fuck and have you female chokin'
I can fix myself from broken
Don't fuck wit yall if yall ain't notice
Livin' large sike nah i'm trollin'
I got shit some niggas can't afford they ask me is that stolen?
Bitch the fuck i'm truly chosen
(Nah, nah
Bitch the fuck i'm truly chosen
Yea, ya)