Phinesse The Beat - The Chosen One lyrics

[Verse 1: Jack Harlow] I feel like the Chosen One I feel like the Chosen One When I come around They be actin like they owe me something I just got the motor running And we still got mo' to come Treat me like a father, I'm a teach you how to hold a gun From day one I been an independent thinker Not a money on my mind Try and get it to my fingers And it's not about the money or at least I think it wasn't But I'm all grown up now she diggin' my demeanor Attracted to my confidence Swagger hella prominent It's actually astonishing they mad at my accomplishments And b**h I got the sauce You can check inside my kitchen All you ever gonna find is f**ing packets full of condiments Jack ain't got no common sense I think something wrong with him Y'all ain't f**ing with we now I ain't gonna call it quits If I beat it up I guarantee she tellin' all her friends And that sh** ain't okay with me, so I will never call again I can hear them talking sh** I feel like it's fuel for me No I don't wanna pop a pill That sh** isn't cool to me I don't wanna do a feature please don't ask me for the price Guarantee it's out your budget Give it up there's more to life I am not the one that you should be triflin' with They see I got it now they all wanna ride with the kid And you ain't got it, so I wish you stop trying and quit [Skit] So if you don't love it If you're not having fun doing it And you don't really love it Uhhh. You're going to give up And that's what happens to most people actually If you really look at the ones that ended up you know "Being successful" unquote in the eyes of society And the ones that didn't Often times it's the ones that are successful Loved what they did so they could persevere [Verse 2: Jack Harlow] Errbody wants to be a rapper All up in my messages they askin "How to be a rapper?" I can't f**ing help you if I could it wouldn't even matter If you want to get up on my level You gon need a ladder Really though Man I swear it's simple to me If I want to get this music poppin it's a pimple to me I can feel the pressure But I don't feel like it's gettin to me When it comes to people that's around me I be pick and choosing (yeah yeah) Working like I got no other choice If you think it's dope they probably got it from the boy Heard them talking bout me But they never stepping to me Cause they know that that's an option That they probably should avoid, I got People round me don't know how to act We gon spend a weekend in Atlanta Going down and back Winner's derby weekend in the city I be working like a thoroughbred Catch me in the studio I'm going round and round the track These rappers had me for a second then they lost me Never leave the studio unless I'm out with Chauncey 'Member when these girls Used to never want to call me Now I hit the stage and they s**ually a**ault me sh** been crazy as of late Couple things that we been working on Gon' take me out the state All that sh** you been tweetin Come and say it to my face If you ain't down here making music You just taking up the space, so get the f** out