Chap Mane Columbus - Chosen One

I was delt a bad hand but I feel like I'm chosen
Everything glitter an shine don't mean dat it's golden
Lost track lost time but dont mean I ain't focus

Ain't been fukin round I been tryna get to da cake
Took ah min but noticed all da real and da fake
Kinda drifted got side tracked
But ni it's back to da racks
Niggas hate ya for gettin money
I ain't fukin wit dat
Gotta keep my head on
Remember couldn't stack it for nothin
Had da hit dat restart button
Now it's back to da money
I dun over came a lot
From even fighting depression
All da glitter and da shine ain't golden
Don't trust anybody so VENT through my passion
Am I aight
Can ya please stop askin
It's been ah flight
But I'm still wit da flight team
Don't let nobody stop ya
Keep pursuing ya big dream

A ya hear meh like
I want dat fukin bag
I had to over come so many obstacles to get where I am today
For so many years just meee by my lonely

Hi ya leave meh
I figured heaven needed ya moe
Several reasons my heart cold
Don't want to many be close
Could it be me
Da ones close know how da hurtcha da most
Coulda lost it all
My pride ain't want nobody to know
Ain't gotta believe meh
Take ah seat and watch what I do
Started thinking outside da box
Da more I start to pursue
Nuttin really was adding up
But den it all felt new
Had da cut sum of em off
And patch myself for da wound
Time ah tell on everything
No time to wish In a wale
Same ones say Dey gotcha be first one to bale
I dun took ah whole lotta wins but had da learn from da Ls
Gotta get it gotta brand it
Sit back watch hi it sell

I was delt a bad hand but I feel like I'm chosen
Everything glitter an shine don't mean dat it's golden
Lost track lost time but dont mean I ain't focus

Written by:
Chap Columbus

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