Chosen One

Lyrics

[Intro] Ay One more time Yuh [Verse 1] I could see it with my eyes closed, yeah Picture-perfect life just as I rhyme more, yeah Bound to get a deal, disregard the next I just hopped outta Texas, wish 'em all the best But, I can put up for a city like that Hustle for a minute, but I get it right back Momma always told me that whatever that I do I was okay Thankful for all my parents giving me the focus that I need to overcome the obstacles Do what I thought was impossible Turning what once was a hobby to that's which will make me a king and the god of some Making what once was a grab at the millions, a story that makes 'em all fall in love I'm chosen Golden child with the Midas touch Hit up seven verses daily and look in the mirror and say I don't write enough I feel ripe as fuck Sitting on a tree, hoping I might be picked But honestly, I'm fine with life as it is I remember that I used to hate to exist Now I flourish with friends, and my girl, and my hits Wake up every day feeling less like a kid And that's great to all those that just know me as Ben--Hi! I been standing up so long, I forgot how to sit But I'll take a break as soon as I find out how to live (yuh) [Chorus] And I can see it with my eyes closed, ha Picture-perfect life just as soon as I rhyme more, yeah Tell me that I'll make it, tell me I deserve it, I know, yeah Working every day to work some more, that's what I know Tell 'em I know That I can see it with my eyes closed, ha Picture-perfect life just as soon as I rhyme more, woah Tell me that I'll make it, tell me I deserve it, I know, yeah Working every day to work some more is what I know Tell 'em I know Yeah [Verse 2] I'm kicking back in my silo Spitting monos That I wrote And preaching my soul Like it's survival I won't change Or kick the bucket Or just say remember my name I'll write my moniker in stars to show we ain't the same This goes to show I'm a goat in the making oh fo-sho Let 'em know that when I blow it, it'll be like The Opera Show Just check under the seat for signed album copies I keep a checklist of everybody who really got me So let it bump Let it run through your speakers Turn it up, turn it up Never one to shy away from all the drums Let the bass hit your chest and feel the vibrations I let the judges in the crowd decide if I'm amazing This that young kid spectacular, practing my vernacular Acting like I'm in school, but guess that's dead and gone But I'm still practicing, tracking my rap sabbatical Back into high-school locker rooms and thankful that I didn't stop Stop [Chorus] And I can see it with my eyes closed Picture-perfect life just as I rhyme more, yeah Tell me that I'll make it, tell me I deserve it, I know, yeah Working every day to work some more, that's what I know Tell 'em I know That I can see it with my eyes closed, ha Picture-perfect life just as soon as I rhyme more, yeah Tell me that I'll make it, tell me I deserve it, I know, yeah Working every day to work some more, that's what I know Tell 'em I know, yeah