Chosen

Lyrics

[Intro: VL Deck] Rare form, nigga, twin towers, nigga, had that time for real Traphouse Too far gone, feel like (Ayy, Don, this beat dumb) [Chorus: VL Deck] Hood rich, but we roguish The preacher said we chosen Come to packs, you know we load it VL Deck when you approach us When we pressure, gettin' extorted We go extras, nigga know it Hood rich, but we roguish The preacher said we chosen Come to packs, you know we load it VL Deck when you approach us When we pressure, gettin' еxtorted We go extras, nigga know it [Verse 1: VL Deck] You gеt your chance, you better not blow it Come get your drip like Illinois You and your mans get ripped apart No samurai, I tote a sword Rackies poke like leotards I know they shootin', but I still ball Wipe the stick, should call a party The ones who trap, I'm still the card I came in tough, I'm leavin' hard Old battle, still got scars Send me upstairs, I never talk Send me the best one, bet he fall On them missions, boy, I'm Bond She the same, but switched to blonde This shit insane the way it's done Come to 'za, I'm movin' tons Run in your home, no Barry Bonds I left him sleep of melatonin Diamond studs on Alexanders I get you done, I'm no procraster Fuck the peace, I'm sendin' glasses He survived, but need a bladder I got reefer to who matters [Chorus: VL Deck] Hood rich, but we roguish The preacher said we chosen Come to packs, you know we load it VL Deck when you approach us When we pressure, gettin' extorted We go extras, nigga know it Hood rich, but we roguish The preacher said we chosen Come to packs, you know we load it VL Deck when you approach us When we pressure, gettin' extorted We go extras, nigga know it [Verse 2: CEO Trayle] Yeah, ayy, I'm hood rich and I'm roguish Twenty K's out that Focus Ayy, get to pitchin', I'm focused Happy Halloween, hocus pocus Backdoor kick door off the dodies The middle child, not the oldest The problem child, my Glock loaded He might OD off that codeine I was in the tank with the sharks Stick rip off body, leave parts African shooter, no dark Bad-ass cougar live far And this a Trackhawk, not a kart How you in the streets with no heart? It's a long way from the top and it's far Picture Backdoor toppin' the charts Don't talk to no cop or narcs I'm havin' battlefield scars I'm out of here, I work hard 'Member my car wouldn't start 'Member when that Percocet dropped You'll be the first to get popped Even if I go to church, I can't stop Big Backdoor kick backdoors apart Big Ol' Backdoor [Chorus: VL Deck] Hood rich, but we roguish The preacher said we chosen Come to packs, you know we load it VL Deck when you approach us When we pressure, gettin' extorted We go extras, nigga know it Hood rich, but we roguish The preacher said we chosen Come to packs, you know we load it VL Deck when you approach us When we pressure, gettin' extorted We go extras, nigga know it [Outro] (Ayy, Don, this beat—)