GTD Fendi - Chosen Journey Lyrics

Vrmmmm, Vrmmmm, Vrmmmm
Vrmmmm, Vrmmmm, Vrmmmm
Grinding for this first place yeah I'm tryna get a Benz now
Got a couple hundred bitches sayin I'm they man's now
Opp's fanned out
On they block we got FN's out
I do this for my uncle only tryna see my man's out
I do it by my lonely I ain't never got no handout
God said I'm the chosen one he said he got it planned out
Need me a lil bad bitch from the rest we gotta stand out
Can't be like them other bitches you know I can't stand that
Baby girl SRT or in the Rover
Looking at the stars reminiscing days wit Sosa
Remember I used tell 'em pour a 4 up in my soda
Nigga's hating on us they said GTD been over
Got my sis designer and some shit from fashion nova
Got my brother switches so they opps always shoot slower
Yeah I wanted shordy but shordy from South Dakota
She said you got money now let's go to Barcelona
Got me a lil white bitch yeah she stay in Arizona
Got me lil Mexican she stay in Oklahoma
Got a couple Mali bitches way in Minnesota
Take em on a date I put em all in the Daytona
Yeah my niggas rocked the ski mask shit before Corona
Yeah my niggas did it all my niggas got diplomas
Hellcats in the hood we got the kids screaming do donuts
Vrmmmm,Vrmmm Uhhhh
Skrtt Skrtt, like pop out talking all that rara
Thinking niggas sweet these bullets make a nigga Chacha
Nigga feeling Sheisty we gon scare his ass like fafa
Touch one of my brother's then I promise u go bye bye
Like nigga i got switchies ask yo self why would I try hide
Up on opposition everyday you know we slide
Nigga yeah y'all goofy for y'all brothers never ride
Like nigga I'm the chosen one my hood I'm gonna shine ayy
Got a couple hundred sayin I'm they man's now
Opp's fanned out
On they block we got FN's out
I do this for my uncle only tryna see my man's out
I do it by my lonely I ain't never got no handout
God said I'm the chosen one he said he got it planned out
Need me a lil bad bitch from the rest we gotta stand out
Can't be like them other bitches you know I can't stand that
Like baby I can't stand that
Baby I can't stand that
Bitches goofy get up in yo head they want yo man back
Not even that happy till I see that all my man's out
Buss down iced out carti and we rock amiri pants now
Niggas don't go get it yeah the always got they hand's out , they got they hands out
I got my bands out
If my uncle had a bail I promise get my mans out
Riding in a hellcat hit the dash don't stop for feds now, Uhhhhh
Cause they see a Youngin winning
Started gettin money niggas hating in my f*cking city
Do this rap shit right then I promise imma be here till I'm 50
Nigga's claiming gangster in the back you know they started snitchin Yeah ,Uh
Yeah you know they started snitching yeah ayy
Yeah y'all niggas really bitches yeahhh, Uhhhh
Hmmmmm Yeah y'all niggas really bitches
Ayyyy Ayyyyy
Need me a lil Nicki yeah you know I want that ass fat
Baby see me walk up in the door she throw that ass back
Nigga really goofy yeah you know they really rats rats, Ayyyy
Yeah them niggas really rat rats, Ayyy
GTD don't f*ck wit rat rats, Ayy F*ck em
Only niggas in they bag bags
Me and Sosa yeah you know we goin fast fast
Uhhhh Uh Uh
Ayy ayy you know that, y'all know how we coming man
Big GTD man, y'all niggas know we ain't been in the booth in a minute man
My brother Sosa runnin shit in D , Y'all know the f*ckin vibes man
Y'all know im runnin shit in the C man
Y'all know how we comin man big GTD step or get stepped on
You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be, you need people like me