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Performed By: Mak11
Language: English
Length: 2:37
Written by: Andrew McDonald




Mak11 - Chosen Lyrics
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This money keep coming I'm itching
I'm young and in love with the digits
Put one on my tongue now I'm tripping
Gon double my cup fill it up with prescription
Run up my funds yea I must be addicted
No bundle of ones but lil shawty still stripping
Youngin number one out bet I been lit
Buddy I don't front about my business
Jump in the whip drive that bitch like it's stolen
F*ck with the kid might get rich what I told em
Flooded with drip ice my wrist want it frozen
Nothing but hits I don't miss when I goes in
Dog I'm so lit off this shit that I'm smoking
Caught that boy slipping he sick I exposed him
Not bout to quit I'm legit and they notice
Call up the clique get the chips we was chosen
Calling up the squad told em come thru
Mobbing like we rob we don't trust you
I been on my job hoe but what's new
Got it out the fog and the mud too
Watching from the top it's a must view
Pop out on a op and his sus crew
Pocket full of guap want my bucks blue
Walk up in the spot when my funds due
Ima keep a piece don't get puzzled
Tryna keep the peace bro there's trouble
Aye I'm grinding while they sleep know the struggle
I want diamonds on my teeth so I hustle
Jump in the whip drive that bitch like it's stolen
F*ck with the kid might get rich what I told em
Flooded with drip ice my wrist want it frozen
Nothing but hits I don't miss when I goes in
Dog I'm so lit off this shit that I'm smoking
Caught that boy slipping he sick I exposed him
Not bout to quit I'm legit and they notice
Call up the clique get the chips we was chosen
Hoe can't you tell I was destined
I roll up an L learn a lesson
I'm certainly not stressing
I know I won't fail it's a blessing
Need more personnel for my section
I'm working y'all resting
Lil shawty want the pipe
She gon burst from the pressure
Been balling all my life
Go berserk on oppressors
Like hockey I want ice
Martin Brodeur on my neck sir
I'll be hopping on a flight
While they searching up my net worth
Ima pull out of that parking lot in a Porsche
All this good loud finna spark it up yeah of course
Got em shook now they ain't hard enough for this force
Told em look out, they get took down
Better start running like it's sports
Jump in the whip drive that bitch like it's stolen
F*ck with the kid might get rich what I told em
Flooded with drip ice my wrist want it frozen
Nothing but hits I don't miss when I goes in
Dog I'm so lit off this shit that I'm smoking
Caught that boy slipping he sick I exposed him
Not bout to quit I'm legit and they notice
Call up the clique get the chips we was chosen
Jump in the whip drive that bitch like it's stolen
F*ck with the kid might get rich what I told em
Flooded with drip ice my wrist want it frozen
Nothing but hits I don't miss when I goes in
Dog I'm so lit off this shit that I'm smoking
Caught that boy slipping he sick I exposed him
Not bout to quit I'm legit and they notice
Call up the clique get the chips we was chosen
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English

This money keep coming I'm itching
I'm young and in love with the digits
Put one on my tongue now I'm tripping
Gon double my cup fill it up with prescription
Run up my funds yea I must be addicted
No bundle of ones but lil shawty still stripping
Youngin number one out bet I been lit
Buddy I don't front about my business
Jump in the whip drive that bitch like it's stolen
F*ck with the kid might get rich what I told em
Flooded with drip ice my wrist want it frozen
Nothing but hits I don't miss when I goes in
Dog I'm so lit off this shit that I'm smoking
Caught that boy slipping he sick I exposed him
Not bout to quit I'm legit and they notice
Call up the clique get the chips we was chosen
Calling up the squad told em come thru
Mobbing like we rob we don't trust you
I been on my job hoe but what's new
Got it out the fog and the mud too
Watching from the top it's a must view
Pop out on a op and his sus crew
Pocket full of guap want my bucks blue
Walk up in the spot when my funds due
Ima keep a piece don't get puzzled
Tryna keep the peace bro there's trouble
Aye I'm grinding while they sleep know the struggle
I want diamonds on my teeth so I hustle
Jump in the whip drive that bitch like it's stolen
F*ck with the kid might get rich what I told em
Flooded with drip ice my wrist want it frozen
Nothing but hits I don't miss when I goes in
Dog I'm so lit off this shit that I'm smoking
Caught that boy slipping he sick I exposed him
Not bout to quit I'm legit and they notice
Call up the clique get the chips we was chosen
Hoe can't you tell I was destined
I roll up an L learn a lesson
I'm certainly not stressing
I know I won't fail it's a blessing
Need more personnel for my section
I'm working y'all resting
Lil shawty want the pipe
She gon burst from the pressure
Been balling all my life
Go berserk on oppressors
Like hockey I want ice
Martin Brodeur on my neck sir
I'll be hopping on a flight
While they searching up my net worth
Ima pull out of that parking lot in a Porsche
All this good loud finna spark it up yeah of course
Got em shook now they ain't hard enough for this force
Told em look out, they get took down
Better start running like it's sports
Jump in the whip drive that bitch like it's stolen
F*ck with the kid might get rich what I told em
Flooded with drip ice my wrist want it frozen
Nothing but hits I don't miss when I goes in
Dog I'm so lit off this shit that I'm smoking
Caught that boy slipping he sick I exposed him
Not bout to quit I'm legit and they notice
Call up the clique get the chips we was chosen
Jump in the whip drive that bitch like it's stolen
F*ck with the kid might get rich what I told em
Flooded with drip ice my wrist want it frozen
Nothing but hits I don't miss when I goes in
Dog I'm so lit off this shit that I'm smoking
Caught that boy slipping he sick I exposed him
Not bout to quit I'm legit and they notice
Call up the clique get the chips we was chosen
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Writer: Andrew McDonald
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