Chosen One Pt. 2 - Lil Poppa

If I don’t change my niggas life then I’m a loser

Some time this world we living in might get confusing

The chosen one tell them pick a side and they gone choose me

Cause they know way deep down inside this shit don’t amuse me

And just because you got that money don’t make you no realer

Just because you got that gun it don’t make you no killer

I promise that lil name on Insta don’t make you no bigger

Count them loses in the end that shit make you a winner

And don’t talk to the pillows that shit might make you a victim

In the beginning we all saints that’s when we become sinners

I just pray the lord forgive us

Got them sticks all in the rental

Ain’t suppose to be but you know we gone tint em

Fuck a smoking fee catch me pulling up dumping ashes out the window

And I’ll be lying if I said that it’ll be action out the window

Cause I’m with niggas that’s hopping out and go actually come and get you

I can’t lie I be tripping like why I rap I don’t like attention

But now when a nigga say Jacksonville I’m the first name that they mention

Out of school I was at the spot in school I was in suspension

Trying to learn how to whip a circle that was my detention

In your life you might have to jump some hurdles and a couple fences

But they say in the end it be worth it but how I don’t get it

Never say that you did it I learned that one from Jimmie

We ain’t got to be in the city they still label us as menace that shit crazy

And just because you got that money don’t make you no realer

Just because you got that gun it don’t make you no killer

I promise that lil name on Insta don’t make you no bigger

Count them loses in the end that shit make you a winner

And don’t talk to the pillows that shit might make you a victim

If I don’t change my niggas life then I’m a loser

Some time this world we living in might get confusing

The chosen one tell them pick a side and they gone choose me

Cause they know way deep down inside this shit don’t amuse me

How can you abuse me

Look at how they do me

I can give you everything but you’ll still try to use me

I went with the wedding ring

I could have got you Gucci tho

I see you on to better things

Done turned into a bougie hoe

I can do this shit so many ways

I tell you chose a flow

And I been up for so many days

That’s why I’m moving slow

My dawg hit my phone and said he losing hope

I say just stick to the plan he say he losing focus

I be feeling the same way

Like will they ever notice

Shit make me feel some type of way when they tell me I’m chosen

They count me out I come back shooting for 50 like D Rose did

They thought I forgot I come back getting niggas for some old shit

Fuck who you roll with

And just because you got that money don’t make you no realer

Just because you got that gun it don’t make you no killer

I promise that lil name on Insta don’t make you no bigger

Count them loses in the end that shit make you a winner

And don’t talk to the pillows that shit might make you a victim

In the beginning we all saints that’s when we become sinners

I just pray the lord forgive us

If I don’t change my niggas life then I’m a loser

Some time this world we living in might get confusing

The chosen one tell them pick a side and they gone choose me

Cause they know way deep down inside this shit don’t amuse me