Kodak Black, YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Chosen One lyrics

Project Baby nFL, never forget loyalty
And I'm never going broke again woah, yeah
Oh

Through all this heartbreak and this
Pain I can't change
Through the betrayal and the rain
I stayed the same
I promise you that I'ma leave how I came
Gotta stop playin'
Now it's time to be a man
It ain't a thing I can't handle
I'm a champion
It ain't a thing I can't handle
I'm the chosen one
It ain't a thing I can't handle
I'm a champion it ain't a thing I can't
Handle, I'm the chosen one, yeah
The chosen one, yeah i'm a champion
I'm the chosen one, yeah i'm a champion

Late at night no I can't sleep, I'm like oh
I got demons in my dreams, man I know
I just drop down to my knees, to the floor
I start praying to my god to make 'em go
I was young when grandmama died nigga
Take a look up in my eyes nigga
I'll never be disguised nigga
Say you know me, tell me how do you figure?
Working hard, now my name getting bigger
Comin' up I grew up 'round killing
Swear that I'm traumatized nigga
My hopes to the ceiling
Hurt and I need some healing
Gotta do better for my children
I can't give up on my mission

Through all this heartbreak and this
Pain I can't change
Through the betrayal and the rain
I stay the same
I promise you that I'ma leave how I came
Gotta stop playin'
Now it's time to be a man
It ain't a thing I can't handle
I'm a champion
It ain't a thing I can't handle
I'm the chosen one
It ain't a thing I can't handle
I'm a champion it ain't a thing I can't
Handle, I'm the chosen one, yeah
The chosen one, yeah i'm a champion
I'm the chosen one, yeah i'm a champion

Don't let nobody tell you different
You the greatest
Project baby and I'm a baby with a baby
And mama I been goin' back crazy again
I'm going back crazy
Dancing with the devil, fighting demons
My lady hate the way that I be sleeping
Chosen one
It took so long for me to see it in me
I remember when I didn't even believe in me
I be going hard, never exaggerate it
I be going hard nigga
I be going hard never over exaggerate
Yeah the real ones stay here
The fake evaporate
Draco baby, K banana clip
Gon' chop an eight
But I love them shell catchers
Keep a thirty-eight
90's baby catching burglaries or
A murder case
Free Lil Turk, he caught thirty
I done grew up way too quick, too early
Thirty on me, Stephen Curry, use my jersey
I'm a warrior, that be my jersey
Free G Pharaoh, damn they did you dirty
NBA money, balling like I'm Stephen Curry
Blue hundreds like a peacock
I got them birdies