SJ3 - Chosen

Huh, oh
Huh, oh
Huh, oh
Man it's so hard just to never go panic
I done got scars that I know I can't bandage
Temporary people doing permanent damage
Avatar shit when you need them they vanish
Gotta smoke trees they stay in my lungs
Heard someone's been saying I'm done
On my own team gotta play on my drums
Bum, bum, bum
I been on my own
Yeah
Keep talking that shit I don't need no one
Aye
Like the shit on my wrist my heart is frozen
Aye
Man how could I quit I know I'm chosen
Yuh
Aye, huh, aye
They ain't wanna pay me they was thinking I would step down
Now they Tom Brady you see how they put the check down
Fuck all of the money they gon' pay me in respect now
Saw they cut ties, so I'm coming for they neck now
Shout out to the women had a nigga feeling let down
Who wanna hit me up for the sex now
Promise you I'm wishing y'all the best
It's a shame you gon' settle down for less, huh
I am the one who's on par with my enemies
I on my chest cause I do it incredibly
I know you ain't live advice you been telling me
Fuck matching fits, I been matching they energy
CLE tatted I came from the slums
They call me three but I'm really the one
On my own team and I play on the drums
Bum, bum, bum
I been on my own
Yeah
Keep talking that shit I don't need no one
Yeah
Like the shit on my wrist my heart is frozen
Oh
Man how could I quit I know I'm chosen
Aye, huh, aye
Can't control me, I been out here heating up
Hit control Z, they thought they deleted us
Self-made pressure had to realize I don't need to rush
Trashed my whole album cause I knew it wasn't me enough
Crushed up papers, empty room, thought I needed luck
People say I'm arrogant, so why did I feel beaten up
Guess I always thought being me would never be enough
They can count chips, dawg, but I know how to read a bluff
Stopped taking classes still problems to solve
Stopped shooting baskets still I got a ball
City assassins I still miss my dogs
Don't need no glasses cause I've seen it all
All of my life I been out on the run
They call me three but I feel like the one
On my own team and I play on the drums
Bum, bum, bum
I been on my own
Yeah
Keep talking that shit I don't need no one
Yeah
Like the shit on my wrist, my heart is frozen
Yeah
Man how could I quit I know I'm chosen
Yeah

Written by:
Spencer Johnson

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