Now we blewin up shinein like the star shotta from the hood no we aint showin no remorses huntin for the bag dont need no dead on the tar i make me a  bag i wanna make some more i chasin the dollaz aint chasin no hoe me   myself  and  I but the  money make 4 down in the trenches  give me a rope  reminisce in the past all the shii i did   ur my enemey dont tell me ur my foe  we in the streets didnt believe i would win a casino maybatch i take a spin i didnt watch u with ur own  dont watch how i live money keep on commin  commin like a brinks aint rap with my heart just rap how i feel  u tryana left a nigg in the dust now iam on the top how u feel ? Keep on tell imma tell u iam chosen tryana find my heart its on a mountain on froze my bitch got a ass her skin is like roze  only wanna fuck aint doin no propose do this shit drop the hit den i wipe ur nose   i already learn my lesson the demon keep on pressin i always keep a tool i bust ur brain its a mess cause u always testin your bitch wount stop textin i fuck her in the bently #3YG🔥🔥 #chosen