Chosen One, Pt. 2

If I don't change my ****'s life, then I'm a loser

Sometime, this world we living in might get confusing

The chosen one, tell 'em pick a side, and they gon' choose me

'Cause they know way deep down inside, this shit don't amuse me

And just because you got that money, that don't make you no realer

And just because you got that gun, it don't make you no killer

I promise that lil' name on Insta don't make you no bigger

Count them losses, in the end, that shit make you a winner

And don't talk to them pillows, that shit might make you a victim

In the beginning we all saints, that's when we become sinners

I just pray the Lord forgive us

Got them sticks all in the rental

Ain't suppose to be, but you know we gone tint 'em

Fuck a smoking fee, pulling up dumping ashes out the window

And I'll be lying if I said that it'll be action out the window

'Cause I'm with **** that's hopping and go actually come and get you

I can't lie, I be tripping, like why I rap, I don't like attention

But now when a **** say Jacksonville, I'm the first name that they mention

Out of school, I was at the spot, in school I was in suspension

Tryna learn how to whip a circle, that was my detention

In your life, you might have to jump some hurdles and a couple fences

But they say, in the end, it be worth it, but how, I don't get it

Never say that you did, I learned that one from Jimmie

We ain't got to be in the city, they still label us as menace, that shit crazy

And just because you got that money, don't make you no realer

Ay, just because you got that gun, it don't make you no killer

I promise that lil' name on Insta don't make you no bigger

Count them losses in the end, that shit make you a winner

And don't talk to them pillows, that shit might make you a victim

If I don't change my ****'s life, then I'm a loser

Sometime this world we living in might get confusing

The chosen one, tell 'em pick a side, and they gon' choose me

'Cause they know way deep down inside, this shit don't amuse me

How can you abuse me?

Look at how they do me

I can give you everything, but you'll still try to use me

I went with the wedding ring

I could have got you Gucci though

I see you on to better things

Done turned into a bourgie hoe

I can do this shit so many ways

I tell you chose a flow

And I been up for so many days

That's why I'm moving slow

My dawg hit my phone and said he losing hope

I say, just stick to the plan, he say he losing focus

I be feeling the same way, like will they ever notice?

Shit make me feel some type of way when they tell me I'm chosen

They count me out, I come back shooting for fifty like D Rose did

Thought I forgot, I come back getting **** for some old shit

Fuck who you roll with

And just because you got that money, that don't make you no realer

And just because you got that gun, it don't make you no killer

I promise that lil' name on Insta don't make you no bigger

Count them losses, in the end, that shit make you a winner

And don't talk to them pillows, that shit might make you a victim

If I don't change my ****'s life, then I'm a loser

Sometime, this world we living in might get confusing

The chosen one, tell 'em pick a side, and they gon' choose me

'Cause they know way deep down inside, this shit don't amuse me