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letra de chosen - peysoh

[intro]
(pull some of that bass out, bruce)

[chorus]
i’m in this cell, i know i’m wasting my potential
murder got my vision cloudy, really f-ckin’ up my mental
i should be out there going up, but i’m in central
i should be in the booth, but instead i’m in this rental
tryna bag somethin’, this 40 my essential
pullin’ skits inside a foreign, b-tch, we slidin’ out this benzo
if i really want you gone, i’m sliding with that trey special
fill him up with all lead, i ain’t have to use a pencil

[verse 1]
some say i’m chosen, others say i have a gift
so why the f-ck my dad get k!lled and igot left stuck in the 6?
i seen it all, so i’m forever clutching sticks
let a p-ssy try to play and hе gon’ see i ain’t no b-tch
we steppin’ out big cannon, lil’ n-gga tryna bag somethin’
how thе f-ck is you a k!ller? you ain’t bag nothin’
paranoid, i go to sleep with my handgun
you ain’t never hopped out with a magnum
ayy, let me stop it ‘fore they hit me with conspiracy
remember we was starvin’, robbin’ n-ggas for they currency
ayy, f-ck the opps, ain’t sparin’ sh-t, ain’t got no sympathy
been slayin’ them for years, i know they wish they could get rid of me
ayy, p-ssy n-gga, scary b-tches still ain’t took a life
soon as they took my dad, i started tripping with a loaded 9
you know what happened, never mind, b-tch, i ain’t gotta say it
if you was in my shoes, then i promise you would do the same
[chorus]
i’m in this cell, i know i’m wasting my potential
murder got my vision cloudy, really f-ckin’ up my mental
i should be out there going up, but i’m in central
i should be in the booth, but instead i’m in this rental
tryna bag somethin’, this 40 my essential
pullin’ skits inside a foreign, b-tch, we slidin’ out this benzo
if i really want you gone, i’m sliding with that trey special
fill him up with all lead, i ain’t have to use a pencil

[verse 2]
fill him up with all lead, doctor seen him and said, “all bad”
ain’t turnin’ sh-t down, the sucka side n-ggas all wack
ain’t beefing over p-ssy, matter fact, somethin’ we all had
strictly no pass, if we smash, then we all gassed
for all of mines, i’ll let yours, b-tch, it’s strictly brothers
i was raised by cold k!llers, i still love my mother
she tried her best, i would never pick another
i remember asking god why the f-ck we gotta suffer?
why me? i know this something n0body deserve
most my life was straight pain, every day feeling hurt
i know i gotta go to h-ll for all them n-ggas i served
we masked up baggin’ sh-t, looking just like the purge
it’s real life, but on the gang, we steady livin’ like a movie
she heard peysoh in the room, watch how fast these b-tches choosey
i ain’t even wanna hit, her p-ssy smellin’ like some sushi
f-ckin’ back-to-back tens every time i link with rucci
[chorus]
i’m in this cell, i know i’m wasting my potential
murder got my vision cloudy, really f-ckin’ up my mental
i should be out there going up, but i’m in central
i should be in the booth, but instead i’m in this rental
tryna bag somethin’, this 40 my essential
pullin’ skits inside a foreign, b-tch, we slidin’ out this benzo
if i really want you gone, i’m sliding with that trey special
fill him up with all lead, i ain’t have to use a pencil

- peysoh

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