G.T. - Chosen lyrics
[G.T. - Chosen lyrics]
Brrt, brrt yeah
I'm in San Francisco right now
(Primo, turn this shit up)
On top now, came a long way from the basement
My bitch top notch, yours
I wouldn't even say shit
I been too humble, I been bein' too patient
It's time for me to go out here and get it
Gotta take it
I ain't never stole in my life
I'll take it straight flight to Cali
I ain't goin' for vacation
If you don't wrap it tight, lil' nigga
They gon' take it
They say I rap tight, every beat
I just lace it
I brung unc' with me, bust it open
He gon' taste it i'm talkin' pure white
It's Off White on my laces
I ain't gotta fabricate this shit
I don't fake it
I think if I wasn't no rapper
I'd take hit's
This shit so real, when I rap it
I gеt the chills
Soda died, then Peezy had to go to jail
My grandpa diеd and granny in the same week
Walk around still smilin', but my pain deep
Looked her straight in her
Eyes, told her, "Bitch, i'm chosen"
It's a real load in, money, can't fold it
You need a bag for the cash
'cause your hands can't hold it
Spot in the school zone
Gotta watch 'cause they patrollin'
That money like a drug to me
Hundreds got me rollin'
I'll be at a mil' soon
I just gotta stay focused
I look my son in his eyes and
I told him he the coldest
I told him watch these niggas 'cause they
Quick to do some ho shit
Before you thought 'bout hittin' the road
I was on it rollie forty bust, plain jane
That's a trophy
Sittin' in the town ninety days
You get lonely
I know a bunch of young thugs
And we they rich homies got it on my own
Ain't no nigga my big homie
Solid mean you in a
Situation and ain't foldin'
We havin' so much paper, man
It's hard to be low-key
Got a lot of game, get it thanks to my OG
Looked her straight in her
Eyes, told her, "Bitch, i'm chosen"
It's a real load in, money, can't fold it
You need a bag for the cash
'cause your hands can't hold it
Spot in the school zone
Gotta watch 'cause they patrollin'
Looked her straight in her
Eyes, told her, "Bitch, i'm chosen"
It's a real load in, money, can't fold it
You need a bag for the cash
'cause your hands can't hold it
Spot in the school zone
Gotta watch 'cause they patrollin'
I'm in San Francisco right now
(Primo, turn this shit up)
On top now, came a long way from the basement
My bitch top notch, yours
I wouldn't even say shit
I been too humble, I been bein' too patient
It's time for me to go out here and get it
Gotta take it
I ain't never stole in my life
I'll take it straight flight to Cali
I ain't goin' for vacation
If you don't wrap it tight, lil' nigga
They gon' take it
They say I rap tight, every beat
I just lace it
I brung unc' with me, bust it open
He gon' taste it i'm talkin' pure white
It's Off White on my laces
I ain't gotta fabricate this shit
I don't fake it
I think if I wasn't no rapper
I'd take hit's
This shit so real, when I rap it
I gеt the chills
Soda died, then Peezy had to go to jail
My grandpa diеd and granny in the same week
Walk around still smilin', but my pain deep
Looked her straight in her
Eyes, told her, "Bitch, i'm chosen"
It's a real load in, money, can't fold it
You need a bag for the cash
'cause your hands can't hold it
Spot in the school zone
Gotta watch 'cause they patrollin'
That money like a drug to me
Hundreds got me rollin'
I'll be at a mil' soon
I just gotta stay focused
I look my son in his eyes and
I told him he the coldest
I told him watch these niggas 'cause they
Quick to do some ho shit
Before you thought 'bout hittin' the road
I was on it rollie forty bust, plain jane
That's a trophy
Sittin' in the town ninety days
You get lonely
I know a bunch of young thugs
And we they rich homies got it on my own
Ain't no nigga my big homie
Solid mean you in a
Situation and ain't foldin'
We havin' so much paper, man
It's hard to be low-key
Got a lot of game, get it thanks to my OG
Looked her straight in her
Eyes, told her, "Bitch, i'm chosen"
It's a real load in, money, can't fold it
You need a bag for the cash
'cause your hands can't hold it
Spot in the school zone
Gotta watch 'cause they patrollin'
Looked her straight in her
Eyes, told her, "Bitch, i'm chosen"
It's a real load in, money, can't fold it
You need a bag for the cash
'cause your hands can't hold it
Spot in the school zone
Gotta watch 'cause they patrollin'