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and you're insane, I noticed
Baby, I'm glad to be chosen by you
Ooh, chosen by you
Ooh, chosen by you
Ooh, chosen by you
Ooh, chosen by you
I'm chosen
Looking

I'm reminiscing I know why I'm not in love
I broke your heart then ran away that's when I ran off with them thugs
I'm sorry baby I was chosen by

I'm the chosen one

I just might go obi-wan

Damn I love a morning blunt

Stack enough for both of us

Captain taking flights
Smoke enough for both

by step, I'm feeling like I'm on a run
I am the chosen
One, I am so fed up and done
I do this shit as my calling, you do this shit for the fun
And now

Bread Winner samurai
I ain't want no beef with you
I know how to handle mine
(Damn E, this shit exclusive)
Tell me who finna die
I don't talk bout

died
By wearing the badge
They're the chosen whites come on

Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I

takin' a trip,
I'm all on top of my enemies takin' a shit,
I just got paid for a lick,
I can't be breakin' no bread for no favors & shit,
I got a play,

Palm Wine

Not3s

Take Not3s II

2018

I know you know, that you're safe by my side
And that there's nobody else holdin' you
You know it's true
I said I know you know, feel the feeling

might've chosen the wrong girl
Might've opened up to the wrong girl
Girl I guess you just need to let me be
Girl I needed things to feel this cray

Yuh D.T

me while I'm down you say I'm but an easy target
Got a problem with addiction so I tend to be bombarded

They say they gonna make that bread
When I

I don't wanna go back to the feeling I was in dark space
I count my blessings every day that I was chosen for this fate
I don't wanna go back

I been gettin' bread nigga on
I could kill you niggas man you niggas is my son
When u see Valon say wassup without a tone
Finna go up damn my paper

Yeah yeah
Yeah Yeah
I have abundance
Rich Spirit
Heavenly blessings on my way
I've been chosen by the great
To do right
In his sight
Gained new life

nothin' but niggas with dreads
You wanna feature? where's my bread

Home alone bitch, still wanna have sex
I'm in the shower, she gettin' undressed
Call up

shit tryna make my bread don't try put dirt on my name

Money
You know I don't like to moan
I walk down the road alone (Culkin)
I walk through the square

read
Fuck what she took from me I need that bread
Too many demons chilling in my head
Devil wanna talk Ima leave it on read
Fuck all that talk, lead him

A few hours ago
you were giving chai for the phonewallas
And now you're richer than they will ever be
What a player
I knew a guy he would sell a lot

stepped up, so what up?
Tryna make bread with these damn cold cuts
I cold crush every beat that I touch
My words silk and my flow is pure plush
Tell

the sun is hitting off the ocean ocean
I'm trynna get by feel like I'm in a loop and it is broken broken
I'm trynna get high do not go pass it to me 'less

You justify those that died
By wearing the badge
They're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified
For wearing the badge
They're the chosen whites

They're the chosen whites
You justify those that died
By wearing the badge
They're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified
For wearing the badge

justify those that died
By wearing the badge
They're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified
For wearing the badge
They're the chosen whites
You

You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen

la-di-da-da-da-da-love
And I will travel far and wide, to keep you by my side
Well, doesn't that sound like a cliché? Tell me something that you'd really say
Okay,