Chosen

Pull some of that bass out, Bruce I'm in this cell, I know I'm wasting my potential Murder got my vision cloudy, really fuckin' up my mental (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 some, this 40 my essential Pullin' skits inside a foreign, bitch, 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 Some say I'm chosen, others say I have a gift So why the fuck my dad get killed and I got left stuck in the six? I seen it all, so I'm forever clutching sticks Let a pussy try to play, he gon' see I ain't no bitch We steppin' out, big cannon, lil' nigga tryna bag some How the fuck is you a killer? You ain't bag none Paranoid, I go to sleep with my handgun You ain't never hopped out with a Magnum And let me stop before they hit me with conspiracy Remember we was starvin', robbin' niggas for they currency Ay, fuck the opps, ain't sparin' shit, ain't got no sympathy Been slayin' them for years I know they wish they could get rid of me (get rid of me) Ay, pussy nigga, scary bitches still ain't took a life Soon as they took my dad, I started trippin' with a loaded 9 You know what happened, never mind, bitch, I ain't gotta say it If you was in my shoes, then I promise you would do the same I'm in this cell, I know I'm wasting my potential Murder got my vision cloudy, really fuckin' up my mental (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 some, this 40 my essential Pullin' skits inside a foreign, bitch, 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 Fill him up with all lead, doctor seen him and said, "All bad" Ain't turnin' shit down, the sucker side niggas all wack Ain't beefin' over pussy, matter fact, somethin' we all had Strictly no pass, if we smash, then we all gassed For all of mines, I'll let yours, bitch, it's strictly brothers I was raised by cold killers, I still love my mother She tried her best, I would never pick another I remember asking God, "Why the fuck we gotta suffer?" Why me? I know this something nobody deserve Most my life was straight pain, every day feeling hurt I know I gotta go to hell for all the niggas I served We masked up, baggin' shit, 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 bitches choosey I ain't even wanna hit, her pussy smellin' like some sushi Fuckin' back to back tens every time I link with Rucci I'm in this cell, I know I'm wasting my potential Murder got my vision cloudy, really fuckin' up my mental (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 some, this 40 my essential Pullin' skits inside a foreign, bitch, 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 (pencil)