Lyrics TH3 CHOS3N ON3 (feat. 3:33) - Alexx Cloud

I feel like I'm chosen man
Shout out to my twin, you would think we Minnesota fans
Back in high school, I was Allstate
When I'm in the city, they just welcome me with open hands

We know you don't know the plan, the way I see it
You in no position makin' those demands
Now my city hella tweakin
When they see the plug comin', they gon' do the baking soda dance

They know I be up like a ceiling fan
I'm from the land of the guns and green chili stands
Don't give a damn where you from, that's how I really am
Ron Dada gotta Desert Eagle, he a Philly fan

I'm never in a bad mood, even in the classroom
I would ask my teacher if she need a gram
I told her that my homework's in the car
So I pulled up with a bunch of crazy essays in the mini-van

I'm a boner in gray sweats, I'm really poppin'
I might slide to the function, but I don't do this often
I don't need protection from these fuck boys
I've been soning rappers my whole life it's time to use a condom

Give it all, get it back three-fold
Give it time, I don't rush no more
This city run with me, it shows
Think I'm gonna push a little harder

Word on the street, I'm the chosen one
You fuckin' with me, let's go run it up
That's what you get when you open your eyes and your mind
And you focus on showin' up

You know I kill the beat, please send my condolences
It's constipation in the streets, I do not owe you shit
And we just took the city, we claim ownership
Even at the top, you gon' see how damn alone it gets

Even if you don't like this, you can't mention
Santa Fe without me, yeah, that don't exist
And fuck your top five if I ain't on the list
Matter of fact, fuck your top five, cuz bitch I own the list

Give it all, get it back three-fold
Give it time, I don't rush no more
This city run with me, it shows
Think I'm gonna push a little harder

Word on the street, I'm the chosen one
You fuckin' with me, let's go run it up
That's what you get when you open your eyes and your mind
And you focus on showin' up