DD Osama, DEON - Chosen Ones lyrics

(Elias Beatz) niggas know that there ain't
No controllin' us
Lot of niggas show love but they fakin'
I'm with Deon we sippin' the Wock
Jay clickin' with me
If I flock he gon' flock
Ridin' 'round with a Glock on my belt
Lot of niggas be sayin' "Yo DD you stickin'"
There was times I doubted myself but fuck it
I'm back in the buildin'

Startin' to feelin' myself, been a minute
Off the Wock and a Perc', in my feelings
Oshino but I'm really a menace
I be missin' my bro, I be thinkin'
I be drivin' around by myself
Reminiscin' on ways I be livin'
I ain't sign in to be on a shelf
If I sign, I want nothin' but millions

Make a left, need some-
Buckzo got Za for the sesh'
(Got Za for the sesh') in my trench
One of the realest young niggas that's left
What I said? When it's fashion or rap
I'm the best (Fashion or rap I'm the best)
What I said? In my spliff
It's a couple of deads (Couple of deads)

Like, RIP Notti, I miss him a lot
On the gang and I'ma do this for you
I'ma go to the top
Stay in the stu', give a fuck 'bout a thot
Grrah I'm with Deon, we sippin' the Wock
Jay clickin' with me, If I flock
He gon' flock don't try to run up
You get shots to your top
I do this for Notti, we doin' a lot
Free O-Shit and Free Move Look
Those are my hearts
They're just misunderstood
Go to the top, told my mama I would
I told her "I got us", she good
I got us so, Notti, I'ma do it
Finish the dream and get rich off the music
Bro died I ain't want to make
Music, but fuck what I want
I ain't got no excuses

Me and DD we blessed, we the chosen ones
I be peepin' these opp niggas hatin'
Niggas know that there ain't
No controllin' us
Lot of niggas show love but they fakin'
I'm the face of my city, been buggin' out
Now it's time for them to stay out the way
Lot of niggas they mad 'cause I'm comin' up
But, it's for them to stay in their lane

Startin' to feelin' myself, been a minute
Off the Wock and a Perc', in my feelings
Oshino but I'm really a menace
I be missin' my bro, I be thinkin'
I'm with Deon, we sippin' the Wock
Jay clickin' with me, If I flock
He gon' flock don't try to run up
You get shots to your top
I do this for Notti, we doin' a lot
I be drivin' around by myself
Reminiscin' on ways I be livin'
Ridin' 'round with a Glock on my belt
Lot of niggas be sayin' "Yo, DD
You stickin'"
I ain't sign in to be on a shelf
If I sign I want nothin' but millions
There was times I doubted myself but fuck it
I'm back in the buildin'