[Intro: Ave Campbell]
You ever wondered what would happen if them Venture n***as linked up with them Mafia n***a?
[Verse 1: Ave Campbell]
They say this n***as an enigma
Sipping elixir, staring at pictures and listening to records
I was gone for a second, came back wit a vengeance, warned em ‘bout seeking repentance
The path of forgiveness starts wit admittance, to the god, I came from mount olympus
Harvard diction, Auntie said you too gifted, keep an eye on them grinches
Whoever tripping, they could get it, I meant it, slay the world like Sir Nicholas
I'm non-fiction, non slipping, non switching
Somebody please tell them b**h a** n***as to stop b**hing
Know I love that, ask me how I does that, know my name ring bells like the hunchback
Now I'm off that
Man of action, talk is cheap just to make it clear
Grind mode, still showboat like auctioneers
Get often stares, often it appears I'm off in air
On the go art flow, I should off an ear
Bless the world wit my throwaways
Smartest n***a in the cla** with the lowest grades
Cause I, always knew my calling wasn't in no f**in test scores and I ain't need a sign like a wet floor
[Hook: Ave Campbell & Canva$]
The stars aligned and the sky opened
If it's understood its not spoken
Gold tomb I awoke in, focused (I'm the motherf**in) Chosen
(I'm the motherf**in) Chosen
(I'm the motherf**in) Chosen
(I'm the motherf**in) Chosen
(I'm the motherf**in) Chosen
[Verse 2: Canva$]
The smartest thing I've ever done was play stupid
Seen thru ya fake love, I watched you put them horns on Cupid
I guess you thought my dreams weren't lucid, as if I had no control of my pot of gold, what ever you think is useless
Im a business man, you lil n***as consumers
I flip money, ya money go right thru ya
Lack of intelligence keeps you boys irrelevant
Can't be topic of conversation without any dedication
You either mop floors, or open coliseum doors
Rich or poor, homie the choice is yours
You rather lay back, stay strap, and complain that you hate this, hate that
You sound stupid
You running out of excuses, you don't keep a small circle, you boys f** with a Rubrics
Have a talent ? Go & use it, makes money, then abuse it, work hard, never lose it
You aren't given a path , motherf**er you gotta choose it
So, I've been the chosen since I've been in motion
Tell them jerks to keep the lotion cause p**y juice be my potion
Cold world, so I can only trust myself
I'll be awake at my wake just to bury myself
We clear Beans
[Hook: Ave Campbell & Canva$]
The stars aligned and the sky opened
If it's understood its not spoken
Gold tomb I awoke in, focused (I'm the motherf**in) Chosen
(I'm the motherf**in) Chosen
(I'm the motherf**in) Chosen
(I'm the motherf**in) Chosen
(I'm the motherf**in) Chosen