paroles de chanson Chosen 1 - Young Harry

Adderall keep me up I got Xanax for the low
They hate that I'm finna pop
I ain't even did shit my mouth was closed
Crazy how everybody on my dick like it's my fault
That I'm the chosen one
Lil pussy bitch get yo feelings
And go get some money
I don't give a fuck where you from
Tryna get so high that I can't feel nun
Fuck on my watch and my time gone cum
End of the day we all die so don't try me
When I went viral they thought I was Chinese
Getting new haters and new fans
Run up this paper I dress fancy
Still remember I was serving fentanyl
Residue on me I'm tryna shake it off

Feds on my ass joining all my IG lives
Riding in a tesla I feel like I'm Elon Musk
Pop all these pills when I feel like it
Taking a risk
When I know that my heart might bust
All these rappers tryna sign me
They might think I'm cocky cuz I decline they deal
Bring out a mill for Young Harry
They treat me like the president out in South Korea
Don't stop to the top Imma keep on going
Crush it up I snort a line
Lord knows I'm tryna focus
All of the love they showed was fake
Compliments turn out to be all hate
Since I got posted on My Mixtapez
Have second thoughts bout being famous
We came from shit they hate us still
Just can't believe my pain is real
Disrespect the dead you killed
Imma pop my shit like I pop my pills
Imma go crazy don't tell me to chill
My bro coming out waiting on two years
These drugs they help me hold my tears
My daddy died why the fuck am I here

Adderall keep me up I got Xanax for the low
They hate that I'm finna pop
I ain't even did shit my mouth was closed
Crazy how everybody on my dick like it's my fault
That I'm the chosen one
Lil pussy bitch get yo feelings
And go get some money
I don't give a fuck where you from
Tryna get so high that I can't feel nun
Fuck on my watch and my time gone cum
End of the day we all die so don't try me
When I went viral they thought I was Chinese
Getting new haters and new fans
Run up this paper I dress fancy
Still remember I was serving fentanyl
Residue on me I'm tryna shake it off

The world sleep on me ice bucket challenge them
Still feel lonely hell of a life I lived
That ain't my homie if he ain't there for me
Got real trust issues
They ask me what's wrong with me
For the hype you came around fake
You ain't real I hope you die crazy
Real love still tryna find it
Say no once they all stop smiling
Give a fuck about these followers
Everybody acting like a bitch
I know the reason why they hating for
Cuz all my dreams are away by inches
Cigarettes yeah I smoke it
Hope you know that I ain't dying broke
Told you back then I was chosen
You ain't believe me now you look stupid
Stupid