The life I live, I, I don't even think I should be here. I feel, how the f** you gone stop God's plan is what I'm saying? Y'all n***as really think y'all bout to stop what the f** I'm about to do. Putting the 864 on? hahaha
Yo June Bug! I got you
Young boy with the talents, bout to take the sh** out to Dallas
Get fake n***as real pissed then, I start a fight in the Palace
Dean's list the cla**es, I'm chemo for the cancers
I'm on the syrup, real heavy, my blood thick as mola**es
And my time right now boy, and I know the ropes like Cowboys
All you do is shout boy, for that? that click clack pow boy
If my raps don't sell, I know accounting gone pay me well
Heard you n***as from the Ville, y'all Tryna sound so ATL
These boys say the move the bricks, these boys ain't doing sh**
You n***as Rose, then tore ya ACL, got damn some bull sh**
The hustle is so beautiful, I'll grind til my funeral
I got her singing on my mic, she told you she was at the studio.. Oh lord
Hook
When they say they real, they usually the phony ones
Got bad b**hes that owe me one, I know I'm not the only one, but I'm the chosen
Yeah yeah I'm the chosen Wun
And these days the world is my shoulders, and I'll work til in a coma
From the Ville to Oklahoma, I'm the chosen one....
Yeah, I say yeah yeah I'm the chosen one
Verse 2
I'm the chosen one, but they owe me too
I told music, all I want is you
All I do is spit the truth and work but that's nothing new
On the green like dew
Give n***as buckets when I hoop
They still be on ol Buddy dick
I was a freshman and gave him 42
Chip on the shoulder, but the shoulder straight
Got goons for all the horse play
Been with the same n***as since fourth grade
Y'all n***as rap? Yeah, to go plates
It's all love, when I know they hate
I keep it real, when I know they fake
I put my fans on the Ross fit, why?
Cause I made them over wait
I smile, I grin, I sin, got fam, f** friends
f** the gin you on, n***a are you genuine?
I need MySpace, f** Tom, Ima bomb
Got bars like a con, gotta flow like Nas
When you rap they just be like hell nah, Suave
Hook
When they say they real, they usually the phony ones
Got bad b**hes that owe me one, I know I'm not the only one, but I'm the chosen Wun
Yeah yeah I'm the chosen Wun
And these days the world is my shoulders, and I'll work til in a coma
From the Ville to Oklahoma, I'm the chosen one....
Yeah, I say yeah yeah I'm the chosen one
Can a young n***a turn Greenville into Dreamville?
I mean can these n***as still dream still?
But chase dreams until they seem real?
I mean, can I sign the deal, for 3 mill, but be deep still?
With goons in the cut like manicans, why?
Because they keep still
Cause my n***a Mayes, stuck in a maze, and I feel amazed, bu tI'm spitting flames
Can't f** with lames, stayed in my lanes, I'm so 100 you can keep the change
I'm in a rage, 21 in age, I swear to God this is not a phase
Most my n***as had bright futures but just got caught in rain, dang
Hook
When they say they real, they usually the phony ones
Got bad b**hes that owe me one, I know I'm not the only one, but I'm the chosen Wun
Yeah yeah I'm the chosen Wun
And these days the world is my shoulders, and I'll work til in a coma
From the Ville to Oklahoma, I'm the chosen one....
Yeah, I say yeah yeah I'm the chosen one