paroles de chanson Chosen One - Lit Riq

I pray to lord, my soul to keep
Feelin' like I'm 6 feet deep
I don't even wanna speak
My soul been dead for 'bout a week
Devil knocking at my door, can't sell my soul cause I'm too cheap
Focused on my growth, planted a seed, I'm tryna grow a tree
I'm livin fast, can't sip no lean, screaming 'fuck promethazine'
I was on top of the world, woke up, it was just a dream
People think they know me, but only know what I let 'em see
I was once in your position, difference is I kept it 'G'
I Ain't complain, ain't ask for shit
Went & got it on my own
Ask my mama, I never quit
Even when I left from home
I was just a Youngin', moving round like I was grown
Makin' stress levels high, never admitted to being wrong
But now it's look what I've become
I just know it: the most high, he done picked me as the chosen one
And I'm headed to the top
But I can't can't slip & lose control again, traction control on lock
Hit 10 bands when I was 17, never stood on the block
I'm a better man now, but they saying they want the old me
Until I get back on my bullshit & can't control Riq
I'm the sickest livin', a nigga can't say he hoed me
It's 2019, you could keep the money you owed me
Might OD, pharmaceutical pen make my nose bleed
'Cause when I write it's comin' from the heart & not just from the beat
Niggas can't relate so they just hate, I'm who they wanna be
Couldn't walk a mile in my shoes if we had the same size feet
Real finesse kid, I been gettin' it since I was 17
Walkin' down Wheatland with 500 stuffed up in my jeans
Ultralight Beam, this not your average, this a God's dream
Could never get no job, ain't no way I could let 'em slave me
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I pray to lord, my soul to keep
Feelin' like I'm 6 feet deep
I don't even wanna speak
My soul been dead for 'bout a week
Devil knocking at my door, can't sell my soul cause I'm too cheap
Focused on my growth, planted a seed, I'm tryna grow a tree
I'm livin fast, can't sip no lean, screaming 'fuck promethazine'
I was on top of the world, woke up, it was just a dream
People think they know me, but only know what I let 'em see
I was once in your position, difference is I kept it 'G'
I Ain't complain, ain't ask for shit
Went & got it on my own
Ask my mama, I never quit
Even when I left from home
I was just a Youngin', moving round like I was grown
Makin' stress levels high, never admitted to being wrong
But now it's look what I've become
I just know it: the most high, he done picked me as the chosen one