Chosen - Ace Hood

Izze the Producer

Those 20 in ATL, nigga

Young black nigga in America successful

I am what you call good looking and professional

Living in this thing called life it’ll test you

Ain’t too many people you can call that’ll rescue

This is another story 'bout a black man

Nigga please you about to get the back hand

Tried to tell them I was comin' from a back end

I tried to tell them most these niggas they are stagnant

I need that motivation 'round me all the time

I need that inspiration working in the mind

Look out for vultures they be lurking on your shine

I like my Tito’s on the rocks I add a lime

I’m in Atlanta politicking with my woe

I told them we gon' whip 'em up another dose

I’m doing this for all my niggas on the go-go

Take care of your people they the ones you need the most-ost

, but it feel like perfect timing

I need at least them seven figures if I sign it

You know I’m chocolate I look lovely in my diamonds

I’m kinda freaky mixed the kinky with some bondage

I’m on my way I feel like Rocky Balboa

You niggas keep on playing chess I’m playing poker

Too many hits I start to feel like Sammy Sosa

I heard they talkin' 'bout the boy and now I’m glowed up

I heard they tryna' rep the gang but we don’t know them

And we don’t know them, they open

Well I’m the chosen, yeah I’m the chosen

I’m the chosen, I’m the chosen

Okay now this another story 'bout a black man

Nigga please your CD go in the trash can

I’m overseas a quarter M on a back end

I can’t believe the shit they type in they caption

I’m on a mission with a vision it’s alive

That’s on my momma we gon' rack up every dime

Left me for dead they never thought I would survive

I double back we powered up ooh they surprised

I feel like fuck all these niggas none of them fuckin with me

I’m talkin' Kobe, Lebron mix in a 2 and a 3

I turned a thought to a dream into a tangible thing

Monetizing my gifts until the transition to

And they gon' hate that, oh well, peep the details

Nigga ballin' like a Sprewell, you just a

Catching plays like Odell that’s private intel

Told you niggas from the get go I’m giving them hell

I’m on my way I feel like Rocky Balboa

You niggas keep on playing chess I’m playing poker

Too many hits I start to feel like Sammy Sosa

I heard they talkin' 'bout the boy and now I’m glowed up

I heard they tryna' rep the gang but we don’t know them

And we don’t know them, they open

Well I’m the chosen, yeah I’m the chosen

I’m the chosen, I’m the chosen