CHOSEN Kenny Mason

[Chorus]
Don't blow up the spot, you makin' it hot
Huh, I'm makin' some ends
Huh, I'm makin' it out
I'm up at the top, I know they gon' plot
Huh, I'm makin' new friends
Huh, I'm makin' new guap
I think that I'm chosen, I'm havin' this motion, huh
I'm bringin' in more ends, shit don't make no sense
Ready or not, I'm ready for knots
Huh, I'm bringin' in figures
I figured it out

[Verse 1]
It's a few vibes, but shawty the baddest one, huh
Is the view high? They watchin' me add it up, huh
I'm watchin' your moves and no, I ain't mad at none, shit
Walk up to me smoothly, don't make me grab the jug
Yuh, they think I'm a pacifist the way I can't pass a lick, huh
You say you had gang ties, but never could pass the lit, huh
My brother throw gang signs whenever the chance he get, huh
We done wear the same size, whatever I had was his
I gotta remain calm, I gotta act as if
I know how to handle shit
These niggas gon' vanish if
It ain't no advantages
It don't take a magic trick
To turn my-my hand to fist
And be the antagonist, huh