I’m the chosen one thats why I’m totin on a gun
My momma wake up and she prayin for her oldest son
Yeah I’m in these streets my brotha say I’m thuggin hard
When I’m in that cell I be thinkin bout my fuckin wrongs
Like where’d I go wrong which route should I take
Looking back I see destruction fueled by rage
Broken homes murdered sons have you ever felt some pain
Daily struggles momma stressin can she even pay the rent
My stomach melting feel like acid had that feeling on the daily
Poppin pills tryna ease the pain they call me brazy
Fuckin on this bitch at 18 I had a baby
Tried to straighten up but then I couldn’t take it
I had to go and take it
Get it how I wanna when I want it I go take it
This life I truly chose nah bitch nigga I’m not fakin
Trials and tribulations in the end im gonna make it
My tunnel vision focused so I truly can’t be shaken
I told my son I’m coming home I love you just be patient
I hope you can forgive me for the time that I  have wasted
In a cell by myself your pictures really saved me
Thoughts of seeing you again keep me thuggin on the pavement


Only god can save me
I hit my knees I got to cryin beggin
Let me out this cage I swear I’m changin 
I hit those street and got right back to fucking bangin
I’ll kill a pussy nigga for the fact that he brought my name in
And niggas think I’m playin
Check my record where I’m from they say I’m kinda famous
I ain’t never missed my target homie where you aimin 
I’ll hit him dead on and spill his dreams while pushin 80
That’s why they call me Brazy
That’s why they say I’m dangerous
It’s hard to sleep at night cause Getting ready make me anxious
The dreams I’m havin average people couldn’t even fade it
They think I sleep alone but lately I been fighting demons
Every night they tweakin


I just wanna get em out my head
I just wanna go straight to bed 
Tellin me I gotta take my medicine
 But when I do I be feelin dead
I’m just tired of these substances
I started poppin molly just to hit a lick
What a trip
Eating shrooms so I can ease up off of a binge
Gettin lit
Another day another dollar
Fucked his bitch
Yeah I fucked her raw but nah that’s not my kid
She scandalous 
She sucked my dick then went and kissed you on the lips
Abandonment 
Feel like when I’m alone I can not handle it
Savage shit
Kickin down yo door I’m takin all of it
Whipping it
Hit a right and gas it im gone get outta this 
Prodigy
I was born to win my momma proud of me
Lottery
I took a chance and ran with no apologies 
Lie to me
Tell me what I wanna hear just lie to me
Ride for me
If I got locked up would you say bye to me


Probably
Cause I can’t trust no bitch
Everything I do is always for my kid
So suck my dick
OTF up out the Stixks
I’m laughing at you pussies while I count my chips
First round pick
Check my drip
You’s a bitch
$100 dollar buffs all up on my dick
Rich
These pussy niggas gunnin but they always miss
Make me feel invincible like I can’t never get hit

 
Like I was born for this
While everybody watch me struggle it made me stronger bitch
And now I’m getting to the money I’m not strugglin 
Don’t ask me for no hand out cause I don’t got that shit
You soundin like my bitch
Get off yo ass and get a bag you gotta want that shit
You have a vision make it happen you gotta focus in
Manifest your dreams you gotta work on it
Gotta know yourself better than any of your opposites 


That’s yoppa bitch
I’m up and poppin shit
You said that shit and I don’t need no apologies 
You fuckin lied to me
You not gone ride for me
Saying that you love me but you not gone die for me
So just say bye to me
It’s not gone bother me
With these words I blow your mind and make you see all of my scars that bleed
Not probably
This shit my destiny
I’m the chosen one so In the end I know they gone be proud of me

Chosen One

Gang
Whole lotta gang shit
Like who is you playin with
My nigga I bang shit


Fuckin with mine and you get hit
Widda Big stixk 
I ain’t talkin bout no mission
imma drill shit 
Talkin that shit and you ain’t with the ra
Pull up on family get it with that fie 
Pop out on who bitch I’m losing my mind
Matter of fact I’m ready to ride
Fuckin with mine and you get hit
Widda Big stixk 
I ain’t talkin bout no mission
imma drill shit 
Talkin that shit and you ain’t with the ra
Pull up on family get it with that fie 
Pop out on who bitch I’m losing my mind
Matter of fact I’m ready to die

I’m ready to ride, ready to die
Fuck all that talkin I’m ready to slide
Pull up and shoot hoe I’m takin yo life
Call me da reaper I’m spinnin yo block
Play with my sister or play with my brudda 
Pick up yo body dump it in the gutta 
Play with my people get hit with them cuttas 
Stop playin with me who putting who under
Get hit in yo back when I come an attack
No tappin out now you asked for this thraxs 
I’m ridin out bitch ain’t no time to relax
Get ready for war ain’t no takin it back
You fucked with my family let’s see how this play
My family come first now it’s time to repay
Bullets start flyin you stuck in a daze
Pussy ass nigga get put in yo place


Gang
Whole lotta gang shit
Like who is you playin with
My nigga I bang shit
Hahahahaha
Yeah

Fuckin with mine and you get hit
Widda Big stixk 
I ain’t talkin bout no mission
imma drill shit 
Talkin that shit and you ain’t with the ra
Pull up on family get it with that fie 
Pop out on who bitch I’m losing my mind
Matter of fact I’m ready to ride
Fuckin with mine and you get hit
Widda Big stixk 
I ain’t talkin bout no mission
imma drill shit 
Talkin that shit and you ain’t with the ra
Pull up on family get it with that fie 
Pop out on who bitch I’m losing my mind
Matter of fact I’m ready to die

Who ready to die who ready to fly
Send you straight up to the golden gates nah
Watch what you sayin my nigga no lie
Say the wrong thing and I might blow yo mind

Talkin that shit and you really not wit it
Put yo ass up on a brand new white fitted
My sister can fight but nigga I shoot
So what the fuck you think that im finna do

Not a care in the world when you buck at my brudda
He tell me to squeeze you best go find some cova
Ion want you to see this lil bro don’t you judge me
Put three in his face and put two in his tummy
Im bangin the 5 but my sisters they not
My brudda run track and he got in the pot
I’m on the music and sometimes I ruthless
I think it was twice that I made the new bitch

Drill Shit

I wake up with a dismal feeling 
Know that life has got some meaning
Looking back at time I spent to many hours dreaming
What it like to lose some love 
Wish I never loved at all
Wish I would focused on myself and conquered all my goals
Now look at me sitting back and counting stars
I couldn’t even tell you where a single constellation was
Always chasin after something But it always turns to nothing
Confident this shit that we call love was never meant for us

I look outside my window and I barely find some purpose
I know I got a son that loves me but deep down I’m hurtin
And yeah I know his loves enough
That’s why I never took the plunge
Contemplating early on if I could ever be the one
To take my life and break his little heart
But I can’t do that I love him way to much
He’s the purpose that I’m finding in myself 
The thoughts of him is what had saved me in that cell

Dead&Kold

Hop out on yo street like he play lazar tag, Hit you in yo back
Goin fast hunnid fifty on the dash, He flyin past
Hit you in yo top, Watch you niggas drop
Don’t call the cops, Bet you niggas lost
All his niggas boss
Hop out on yo street like he play lazar tag
Hit you in yo back
Goin fast hunnid fifty on the dash, He flyin past
Hit you in yo top, watch you niggas drop
Don’t call the cops, Know you niggas lost
All his niggas boss

Gettin fetty wap, Flip the coin I bet He win the toss
Sendin shots, At these niggas noggin leave him leakin lots
These niggas not, What they claim to be
Lot of irony, He beg his girl
Baby please don’t leave, For him she on her knees
He take her soul, you can’t have it back
He got her throwin racks, They in the club
Pop in bottle tabs, And trippin on the dub
Now what you want, What you really want
For Him he want it all, You talkin tough
Bet He grip that pole, And wipe off all his mug 
Sendin shots up at yo dome, if He get em they be gone
If they tell you tuck yo chain, do or die he’ll blow you down
this the mission get a stripe, untuck the pole then blow the pipe
He ain’t gone tussle ain’t gone fight, so watch your mouth or lose yo life

You lose yoself  if you not careful goin on a robbin spree
Ain’t no Batman where He from so He gone stuff up all his jeans
Get this bread up how He want to, he gone take it if he see
He got dreams of livin lavish he want to live out by the sea

Hop out on yo street like he play lazar tag, Hit you in yo back
Goin fast hunnid fifty on the dash, He flyin past
Hit you in yo top, Watch you niggas drop
Don’t call the cops, Bet you niggas lost
All his niggas boss
Hop out on yo street like he play lazar tag
Hit you in yo back
Goin fast hunnid fifty on the dash, He flyin past
Hit you in yo top, watch you niggas drop
Don’t call the cops, Know you niggas lost
All his niggas boss

He caught a body now he doin dirty
Can’t stop that man he pushin 90 in a fuckin 30
might put you down cause nigga lately he been really hurtin
He cry for help but lately no one wanna be near thirty
They see the pain up in his eyes but he don’t cry at night
He feel he gettin used too everybody dyin right
He clutch his pole don’t never fold and only ride at night
He know  he a burden he can’t never time it right
But his time is comin
He pop a pilly get to writin rhymes
He out his body feel the timings tight
He feel like he ain’t gotta die tonight
Release some stress off when he grip the mic
But now he back to thuggin 
He back up in the streets because he know he fuckin bummin
Gotta get this check up cause he know he gone go back to hungry
Gotta feed his his family did I mention got some kids that’s grubbin
And he don’t know no better so he gone go back to gunnin 

Hop out on yo street like he play lazar tag, Hit you in yo back
Goin fast hunnid fifty on the dash, He flyin past
Hit you in yo top, Watch you niggas drop
Don’t call the cops, Bet you niggas lost
All his niggas boss
Hop out on yo street like he play lazar tag
Hit you in yo back
Goin fast hunnid fifty on the dash, He flyin past
Hit you in yo top, watch you niggas drop
Don’t call the cops, Know you niggas lost
All his niggas boss

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