Chosen Lyrics - Everything

Chosen - Everything

And no I don't got me a plan B
God told me be all I can be
This track is sweeter than candy
Hop off the jet when I land
Father gon' stretch out his hand
And it's all part of the plan
I'm gonna make me some bands
Just look how they hate in the stands
Read it and weep
Plaque after plaque after plaque
I ain't been brushing for weeks
They did me foul but I kept a smile
Jesus gon' give me the peace
They did me foul but I kept a smile
Jesus gon' give me the peace
That be the reason I cheese
Shoutout to my dogs
They know who they are
We was out in Tampa shooting shots at Evans park
Going way too hard
Balling after dark
Crying out to God
When will I get my start
But I know me and the father the son and the spirit is just like a family
Mhm
Thought I pulled up in the Lexus but I just hopped out of the Camry
Mhm
I bet they start laughing
I bet they start laughing
Can y'all understand me
Y'all worried about the wrong drive
We headed straight to the Grammy's
We headed straight to the top
They tried to put me in a box
God got the key to the lock
So no I ain't ever gone flop
And no I ain't ever gone stop
Racing my way to the stop
I'm giving God all that I got
Giving God all that I got
Ain't no way I can flop dog
And no I don't got me a plan B
God told me be all I can be
This track is sweeter than candy
Hop off the jet when I land
Father gon' stretch out his hand
And it's all part of the plan
I'm gonna make me some bands
Just look how they hate in the stands
Shoutout all my people
Know y'all watching through the peep hole
Me and God so close knit
I wear the fear of God in my sleep clothes
Because I fear no evil
God handle my lightweight
If I do it all just for christ sake
That don't mean I'mma have a nice place
Got a hit once
I'm seeing double now
Vision probably turning tunnel now
They already threw me the belt man
Y'all can have that I'mma buckle down
5 tracks how's 100 sound
I can probably do it
Man I run it now
With God steering I can never drown
Got the living water never running out
And no I don't got me a plan B
God told me be all I can be
This track is sweeter than candy
Hop off the jet when I land
Father gon' stretch out his hand
And it's all part of the plan
I'm gonna make me some

Written by:
Isaiah Liburd

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