Kenny Mason -
9
CHOSEN
Don't blow up tha spot
You makin' it hot
I'm makin' some ends
I'm makin' it out
I'm up at top
I know they gon' plot
Huh, I'm makin' new friends
Huh, I'm making new guap
I think that I'm chosen, I'm havin' this motion
I'm bringing in more ends, this shit don't make no sense
Ready or not, I'm ready for knots
I'm bringing in figures, I figured it out
It's few vibes but shawty the baddest one
It's a few eyes that's watching me add it up
I'm watchin' ya moves and no I ain't mad at nun
Walk up to me smoothly, don't make me grab the judge (yeah)
They think I'm pacifist the way I can't pass a lick
He say he had gang ties but never could pass the lit
My brudda throw gangs sign whenever the chance he get
We don't wear the same size, whatever I had was his
I gotta remain calm, I gotta act as if
I know how to handle shit
These niggas gon' vanish if it ain't no advantages
It don't take a magic trick to turn both my hands to fist
And beat the antagonists
Don't blow up tha spot
You makin' it hot
I'm makin' some ends
I'm makin' it out
I'm up at top
I know they gon' plot
Huh, I'm makin' new friends
Huh, I'm making new guap
I think that I'm chosen, I'm havin' this motion
I'm bringing more ends, this shit don't make no sense
Ready or not, I'm ready for knots
I'm bringing in figures, I figured it out
These niggas know everything except what they need to know, huh
These niggas be everywhere except where they need to go, huh
She givin' me everything except what I need to grow, huh
I give her my everything she tell me she need some more, huh
Timberland boots in the snow, huh, crank up the car in the cold, huh
I face the bottle and go, huh, I break the law, not the code, huh
Some of the family be goin' thru shit, it break my heart on the road, huh
I wanna stay in the zone, sometimes it get hard to control
Back when the city was innocent, I used to tell her my goals
Ever since she lost the innocence me I been guarding my own
We gotta move around militant it feel like we on patrol
Don't blow up tha spot
You makin' it hot
I'm makin' some ends
I'm makin' it out
I'm up at top
I know they gon' plot
Huh, I'm makin' new friends
Huh, I'm making new guap
I think that I'm chosen, I'm havin' this motion
I'm bringin' more ends, this shit don't make no sense
Ready or not, I'm ready for knots
I'm bringin' in figures, I figured it out
You makin' it hot
I'm makin' some ends
I'm makin' it out
I'm up at top
I know they gon' plot
Huh, I'm makin' new friends
Huh, I'm making new guap
I think that I'm chosen, I'm havin' this motion
I'm bringing in more ends, this shit don't make no sense
Ready or not, I'm ready for knots
I'm bringing in figures, I figured it out
It's few vibes but shawty the baddest one
It's a few eyes that's watching me add it up
I'm watchin' ya moves and no I ain't mad at nun
Walk up to me smoothly, don't make me grab the judge (yeah)
They think I'm pacifist the way I can't pass a lick
He say he had gang ties but never could pass the lit
My brudda throw gangs sign whenever the chance he get
We don't wear the same size, whatever I had was his
I gotta remain calm, I gotta act as if
I know how to handle shit
These niggas gon' vanish if it ain't no advantages
It don't take a magic trick to turn both my hands to fist
And beat the antagonists
Don't blow up tha spot
You makin' it hot
I'm makin' some ends
I'm makin' it out
I'm up at top
I know they gon' plot
Huh, I'm makin' new friends
Huh, I'm making new guap
I think that I'm chosen, I'm havin' this motion
I'm bringing more ends, this shit don't make no sense
Ready or not, I'm ready for knots
I'm bringing in figures, I figured it out
These niggas know everything except what they need to know, huh
These niggas be everywhere except where they need to go, huh
She givin' me everything except what I need to grow, huh
I give her my everything she tell me she need some more, huh
Timberland boots in the snow, huh, crank up the car in the cold, huh
I face the bottle and go, huh, I break the law, not the code, huh
Some of the family be goin' thru shit, it break my heart on the road, huh
I wanna stay in the zone, sometimes it get hard to control
Back when the city was innocent, I used to tell her my goals
Ever since she lost the innocence me I been guarding my own
We gotta move around militant it feel like we on patrol
Don't blow up tha spot
You makin' it hot
I'm makin' some ends
I'm makin' it out
I'm up at top
I know they gon' plot
Huh, I'm makin' new friends
Huh, I'm making new guap
I think that I'm chosen, I'm havin' this motion
I'm bringin' more ends, this shit don't make no sense
Ready or not, I'm ready for knots
I'm bringin' in figures, I figured it out
Credits
Writer(s): Dilip Venkatesh, Edwin Green, Graham Jonson, Mathauis Young
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