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The Chosen One
by Matt Reed
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Better and better
Im getting better and better
Muses getting wetter and wetter
Im trill forever, applying the pressure
Step on the scene, make em step it up
They're really frustrated, they acting tough
Im still inner city, the chosen one
I rock a rollie, the golden one
They tried to charge me for murder
The pistols were dirty
Finessed 'em, you know i aint fold
Str8 out the jungle they know i be apein
Gorilla glue wit it, i stuck to the code
They talking crazy, they kno' that he pressure
From the views of my ops, thats just how it goes
Bitches be messy, i aint clearin' nun, no fucks to give
Believe what you want
I just fed the homeless, im sharin sucess, full speed ahead thats the shit im on
Certified lover boy i keep a drizzy, Cant my have heart cause that shit made of chrome
Muses on muses they come on command, im so high demand, no remote control
I gave chance after a chance niggas still playing but didnt play they role
Im young rich nigga from bottom
I done kept it solid, i done kept it true
Still remember when niggas doubted
Run it, full throttle, got it bussin thru
I got these racks on me
Bout to spazz on ya
Throw some cash on ya, yeh yeh!
I peep the play, never miss the plot
Fuck what ya thought nigga quit playing
Im in a penthouse with big bandz
I just might cash out on lamb
Im trill forever, you know that i am
These niggas so phony, they really a SHAM
Lil' shawty so green she feel for a scam
Trill angel chosen, they pale in comparison
Aint savin a O ill leave that for samaritians
Confidence on me, they saying he so arrogant yeh
Better and better
Im getting better and better
Muses getting wetter and wetter
Im trill forever, applying the pressure
Step on the scene, make em step it up
They're really frustrated, they acting tough
Im still inner city, the chosen one
I rock a rollie, the golden one
They tried to charge me for murder
The pistols were dirty
Finessed 'em, you know i aint fold
Str8 out the jungle they know i be apein
Gorilla glue wit it, i stuck to the code
They talking crazy, they kno' that he pressure
From the views of my ops, thats just how it goes
Bitches be messy, i aint clearin' nun, no fucks to give
Believe what you want
I just fed the homeless, im sharin sucess, full speed ahead thats the shit im on
Certified lover boy i keep a drizzy, Cant my have heart cause that shit made of chrome
Muses on muses they come on command, im so high demand, no remote control
I gave chance after a chance niggas still playing but didnt play they role
Im young rich nigga from bottom
I done kept it solid, i done kept it true
Still remember when niggas doubted
Run it, full throttle, got it bussin thru
I got these racks on me
Bout to spazz on ya
Throw some cash on ya, yeh yeh!
I peep the play, never miss the plot
Fuck what ya thought nigga quit playing
Im in a penthouse with big bandz
I just might cash out on lamb
Im trill forever, you know that i am
These niggas so phony, they really a SHAM
Lil' shawty so green she feel for a scam
Trill angel chosen, they pale in comparison
Aint savin a O ill leave that for samaritians
Confidence on me, they saying he so arrogant yeh
