Chosey One lyrics

[Intro]
(Hawky)

[Verse 1]
Hm, straight drop on that skeezy, so I take away the bales, it's get rich or go to jail, f*ck, huh
Grade-A n*gga, in them trenches, never failed, recruit the steppers by the hundreds like the draft of NFL, huh
A n*gga where I'm from gotta program like militia
Forgiatos, double digits, cocaina, let's go fishin'
Casablanca, Ricky's, I love shopping like it's Christmas
Why these pus*y n*ggas b*tches? Always poppin' in my mentions
I'm a ghost rider, ain't talkin' 'bout the music
Double R, ho, don't confuse it, black Benz, no copilot
More money, more violence, more homis, more indictments
All I want is n*ggas' silence, f*ck the love, we both grinding
Gotta watch who you be signing, no cap, these labels desperate
Don't attach me to no petty sh*t, I'm actually independent
Take it back to '011, the trap right by the Jeffery's
They classified his records, they did that, that mean he telling
Stuff the dog sh*t in the mattress, chopped work in the sheets
You wanna add me up, you gon' be countin' sh*t for weeks
n*gga, cream soda sweet, pour the Actavis in peace
I ain't no activist, I'm me
Might run for mayor in '33, huh

[Chorus]
I'm the chosey one (Yeah)
Yeah, the frozey one (Yeah)
n*ggas know we him (Yeah)
I'm the only one (What?)
Got the Rollies bust (What?)
Turn the brodies up (What?)
All gang sh*t, b*tch, keep a poley tucked (Fah)
I'm the chosey one (Yeah)
Yeah, the frozey one (Yeah)
n*ggas know we him (Yeah)
I'm the only one (What?)
Got the Rollies bust (What?)
Turn the brodies up (What?)
All gang sh*t, b*tch, keep a poley tucked (Fah)
[Verse 2]
I can see in n*ggas' face, they hate on us and hate we up
Drakey tucked, we like the Navy, rob who and taking what?
Half my life, was on probation, p*ssin' lean right in the cup
Took his pack before they faced him, now his tee all in the church
Did my sh*t on every yard, thousand burpees by the stars
Whole car was full of sharks, now we up, the city ours
Droptop the double R, this ain't no Wraith, this b*tch a Dawn
sh*t, either way, don't make no difference, I can still look at the stars
Yeah, pressin' big blocks
You'll get f*cked from hip-hop, this ain't for TikTok
Ridin' through the trenches, hit the trap to make a pitstop
They think my ice got immigrated, green cards come with the wristwatch

[Chorus]
I'm the chosey one (Yeah)
Yeah, the frozey one (Yeah)
n*ggas know we him (Yeah)
I'm the only one (What?)
Got the Rollies bust (What?)
Turn the brodies up (What?)
All gang sh*t, b*tch, keep a poley tucked (Fah)
I'm the chosey one (Yeah)
Yeah, the frozey one (Yeah)
n*ggas know we him (Yeah)
I'm the only one (What?)
Got the Rollies bust (What?)
Turn the brodies up (What?)
All gang sh*t, b*tch, keep a poley tucked (Fah)
[Outro]
(Hawky)