My momma looked me in my eyes said I'm the chosen child
I hit the road with my woes cause I know they riding
They took my brother off the map now all my niggas whiling
I can't explain how much pain a nigga feel inside
What I'm post to do with all this pride I can't hide it
What I'm post to do the other side getting violent
If I don't got it on me then you know I'm right beside it
All I gotta make is one call my niggas sliding
I did it on my own so I don't owe shit
In the streets I'm all alone keep the chrome holstered
Now we flying round the globe remember we was posted
Lately shit been out control I got to keep my focus
It's funny when you get the bag these niggas get mad
But they don't notice how much love a nigga giving back
I ain't into spending time I'm in spending racks
If we don't hit him first time we get to spinning back
She said she trying to catch a vibe I said I'm in LA
I know my niggas down to ride we hit the interstate
I had to cut off all my hoes cause they got in the way
I ain't even fall out with my bro we just went different ways
I hop on a flight I had to pop out in a different state
She don't play give me brain she don't get to stay
Her nigga felt some type of way shit I would feel the same
Nigga try to spin this way I got it on my waist
I did it on my own so ion owe shit
I seen it all along I just had to focus
Put biscotti in the wood I gotta keep on floating
Gotta pop my shit I told my engineer to keep recording
Then she throw it back and then I keep recording
Now she blowing up my phone she act like she important
And a nigga bout a check like I came from Portland
Nigga said he bout a check but he can't afford shit
My momma looked me in my eyes said I'm the chosen child
I hit the road with my woes cause I know they riding
They took my brother off the map now all my niggas whiling
I can't explain how much pain a nigga feel inside
What I'm post to do with all this pride I can't hide it
What I'm post to do the other side getting violent
If I don't got it on me then you know I'm right beside it
All I gotta make is one call my niggas sliding aye
I did it on my own so I don't owe shit
In the streets I'm all alone keep the chrome holstered
Now we flying round the globe remember we was posted
Lately shit been out control I got to keep my focus yeah
Yeah
Yeah
My momma looked me in my eyes said I'm the chosen child