Ace Hood - Chosen lyrics
[Ace Hood - Chosen lyrics]
Izze the Producer those 20 in ATL, nigga
Young black nigga in America successful
I am what you call
Good looking and professional
Living in this thing called
Life it'll test you
Ain't too many people you
Can call that'll rescue
This is another story 'bout a black man
Nigga please, you about to get the back hand
Tried to tell them I was
Comin' from a back end
I tried to tell them most
These niggas they are stagnant
I need that motivation 'round me all the time
I need that inspiration working in the mind
Look out for vultures they be
Lurking on your shine
I like my Tito's on the rocks I add a lime
I'm in Atlanta politicking with my woe
I told them we gon' whip 'em up another dose
I'm doing this for all my niggas on the go-go
Take care of your people they the
Ones you need the most-ost
But it feel like perfect timing
I need at least them seven
Figures if I sign it
You know I'm chocolate I look
Lovely in my diamonds
I'm kinda freaky mixed the
Kinky with some bondage
I'm on my way I feel like Rocky Balboa
You niggas keep on playing
Chess I'm playing poker
Too many hit's I start to
Feel like Sammy Sosa
I heard they talkin' 'bout the boy
And now I'm glowed up
I heard they tryna' rep the gang
But we don't know them
And we don't know them, they open
Well I'm the chosen, yeah I'm the chosen
I'm the chosen, I'm the chosen
Okay now this another story 'bout a black man
Nigga please, your CD go in the trash can
I'm overseas a quarter M on a back end
I can't believe the shit they
Type in they caption
I'm on a mission with a vision it's alive
That's on my momma we gon' rack up every dime
Left me for dead they never
Thought I would survive
I double back we powered
Up ooh they surprised
I feel like fuck all these niggas
None of them fuckin with me
I'm talkin' Kobe, Lebron mix in a 2 and a 3
I turned a thought to a
Dream into a tangible thing
Monetizing my gifts until the transition to
And they gon' hate that, oh well
Peep the details
Nigga ballin' like a Sprewell, you just a
Catching plays like Odell
That's private intel
Told you niggas from the get
Go I'm giving them hell
I'm on my way I feel like Rocky Balboa
You niggas keep on playing
Chess I'm playing poker
Too many hit's I start to
Feel like Sammy Sosa
I heard they talkin' 'bout the boy
And now I'm glowed up
I heard they tryna' rep the gang
But we don't know them
And we don't know them, they open
Well I'm the chosen, yeah I'm the chosen
I'm the chosen, I'm the chosen
Young black nigga in America successful
I am what you call
Good looking and professional
Living in this thing called
Life it'll test you
Ain't too many people you
Can call that'll rescue
This is another story 'bout a black man
Nigga please, you about to get the back hand
Tried to tell them I was
Comin' from a back end
I tried to tell them most
These niggas they are stagnant
I need that motivation 'round me all the time
I need that inspiration working in the mind
Look out for vultures they be
Lurking on your shine
I like my Tito's on the rocks I add a lime
I'm in Atlanta politicking with my woe
I told them we gon' whip 'em up another dose
I'm doing this for all my niggas on the go-go
Take care of your people they the
Ones you need the most-ost
But it feel like perfect timing
I need at least them seven
Figures if I sign it
You know I'm chocolate I look
Lovely in my diamonds
I'm kinda freaky mixed the
Kinky with some bondage
I'm on my way I feel like Rocky Balboa
You niggas keep on playing
Chess I'm playing poker
Too many hit's I start to
Feel like Sammy Sosa
I heard they talkin' 'bout the boy
And now I'm glowed up
I heard they tryna' rep the gang
But we don't know them
And we don't know them, they open
Well I'm the chosen, yeah I'm the chosen
I'm the chosen, I'm the chosen
Okay now this another story 'bout a black man
Nigga please, your CD go in the trash can
I'm overseas a quarter M on a back end
I can't believe the shit they
Type in they caption
I'm on a mission with a vision it's alive
That's on my momma we gon' rack up every dime
Left me for dead they never
Thought I would survive
I double back we powered
Up ooh they surprised
I feel like fuck all these niggas
None of them fuckin with me
I'm talkin' Kobe, Lebron mix in a 2 and a 3
I turned a thought to a
Dream into a tangible thing
Monetizing my gifts until the transition to
And they gon' hate that, oh well
Peep the details
Nigga ballin' like a Sprewell, you just a
Catching plays like Odell
That's private intel
Told you niggas from the get
Go I'm giving them hell
I'm on my way I feel like Rocky Balboa
You niggas keep on playing
Chess I'm playing poker
Too many hit's I start to
Feel like Sammy Sosa
I heard they talkin' 'bout the boy
And now I'm glowed up
I heard they tryna' rep the gang
But we don't know them
And we don't know them, they open
Well I'm the chosen, yeah I'm the chosen
I'm the chosen, I'm the chosen