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Fecha de emisión: 11.03.2021
Restricciones de edad: 18+
Idioma de la canción: inglés
Chosen |
Brrt, brrt |
Yeah |
I’m in San Francisco right now |
(Primo, turn this shit up) |
On top now, came a long way from the basement |
My bitch top-notch, yours, I wouldn’t even say shit |
I been too humble, I been bein' too patient |
It’s time for me to go out here and get it, gotta take it |
I ain’t never stole in my life, I’ll take it |
Straight flight to Cali, I ain’t goin' for vacation |
If you don’t wrap it tight, lil' nigga, they gon' take it |
They say I rap tight, every beat, I just lace it |
I brung unc' with me, bust it open, he gon' taste it |
I’m talkin' pure white, it’s Off-White on my laces |
I ain’t gotta fabricate this shit, I don’t fake it |
I think if I wasn’t no rapper, I’d take hits |
This shit so real, when I rap it, I gt the chills |
Soda died, then Peezy had to go to jail |
My grandpa did and granny in the same week |
Walk around still smilin', but my pain deep |
Looked her straight in her eyes, told her, «Bitch, I’m chosen» |
It’s a real load in, money, can’t fold it |
You need a bag for the cash 'cause your hands can’t hold it |
Spot in the school zone, gotta watch 'cause they patrollin' |
That money like a drug to me, hundreds got me rollin' |
I’ll be at a mil' soon, I just gotta stay focused |
I look my son in his eyes and I told him he the coldest |
I told him watch these niggas 'cause they quick to do some ho shit |
Before you thought 'bout hittin' the road, I was on it |
Rollie forty bust, plain jane, that’s a trophy |
Sittin' in the town ninety days, you get lonely |
I know a bunch of young thugs, and we they rich homies |
Got it on my own, ain’t no nigga my big homie |
Solid mean you in a situation and ain’t foldin' |
We havin' so much paper, man, it’s hard to be low-key |
Got a lot of game, get it thanks to my OG |
Looked her straight in her eyes, told her, «Bitch, I’m chosen» |
It’s a real load in, money, can’t fold it |
You need a bag for the cash 'cause your hands can’t hold it |
Spot in the school zone, gotta watch 'cause they patrollin' |
Looked her straight in her eyes, told her, «Bitch, I’m chosen» |
It’s a real load in, money, can’t fold it |
You need a bag for the cash 'cause your hands can’t hold it |
Spot in the school zone, gotta watch 'cause they patrollin' |