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letra de chosen - joeville

[verse 1]
who the h-ll
gonna take this l
walk up in my success you gone fail
y’all ain’t doin well
money came with motives paper trail
watch how we excel
higher than your thoughts when smokin l’s
still chasin a mill
y’all just targets i was made to k!ll
i was born to thrill
still ain’t out the house i need some wheels
pop and vomit pills
picture perfect lookin like a film
y’all ain’t lookin real
y’all just look like silicon in t-ts
watch em talk that sh-t then watchem play my sh-t and they talking bout how rick gone fall
i ain’t even came up and y’all flaw
don’t snitch, just keep it lock-jaw
look ma, i got the world in my palms
sometimes you gotta brick before you ball
but hey let me see your battle scars
slick rick told me knock em out the park
clrd candles lit up in the dark
you should know that i tried to walk on water
you should know that i been swam with sharks
you should know i don’t wanna be bothered
when i be pourin out my heart
got triple x’s on my chest
but not an x here to start
time to put your writing sk!lls to test
go and write me a song aboutchya art

and they ask why me like
who’s that n-gg- with the gold chain tryna rock everything man
i don’t know
told me to freestyle on this, i’m trying
at least i’m trying, at least i’m putting something upon here right
but it’s cool

[hook]
knew that sh-t was golden
knew that we was chose lets bring the funk
let that b-ss, ride
knew that we was chose without the luck
we gone get, right
soon as we get on let’s bring the crunch
we’ll be all, right
we gone bring that funk
(aye)
knew that sh-t was golden…(right)
knew that we was chose lets bring the funk
let that b-ss, ride
knew that we was chose without the luck
we gone get, right
soon as we get on let’s bring the crunch
we’ll be all, right
we gone bring that funk

[verse 2]
i know my n-gg-s talk slums
we all chasing bread while we still eating crumbs
before i hang with snakes id rather eat with my b-ms
we been tryna ball with a pocket full of ones, take a breath so big you exhale all the fun, take a puff so big you can feel it in you lungs
remember we would puff puff p-ss
in the back of the house and in the back of the cl-ss
young black king on the throne at last don’t take your sh-t and pour it down my flask, ain’t done with the verse let me spit my last take my hand off the wheel
a n-gg- might crash
and i always spin the wheel of life
almost everything i do is right
and like a girl that comes home on time
my flow here is always tight
my new stuff always right
well excuse me mister
all lives matter but i still couldn’t find a black doll in the store for my little sister
what’s with you n-gg-s
i was just thinking my thoughts gettin bigger
i was just thinking my song gettin bigger
i was just thinking bout people that’s goin through sh-t and i’m making a song for u n-gg-s (don’t worry bout it)

- joeville

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