Chosen One Lyrics by YoungBoy Never Broke Again ft. Kodak Black

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Lyrics (ft. )



NFL, never forget loyalty
And I’m never going broke again
Woah, yeah
Oh

[Hook/Chorus – ]
Through all this heartbreak and this pain I can’t change
Through the betrayal and the rain I stay the same
I promise you that I’ma leave how I came
Gotta stop playing, now it’s time to be a man
It ain’t a thing I can’t handle, I’m a champion
It ain’t a thing I can’t handle, I’m the
It ain’t a thing I can’t handle, I’m a champion
It ain’t a thing I can’t handle, I’m the , yeah
The , yeah
I’m a champion
I’m the , yeah
I’m a champion

[Verse 1 – ]
Late at night no I can’t sleep, I’m like oh
I got demons in my dreams, man I know
I just drop down to my knees, to the floor
I start praying to my god to make ’em go
I was young when grandmama died n—a
Take a look up in my eyes n—a
I’ll never be disguised n—a
Say you know me, tell me how do you figure?
Working hard, now my name getting bigger
Coming up I grew up ’round killers
Swear that I’m traumatized n—a
My hopes to the ceiling
Hurt and I need some healing
Gotta do better for my children
I can’t give up on my mission

[Hook/Chorus – ]
Through all this heartbreak and this pain I can’t change
Through the betrayal and the rain I stay the same
I promise you that I’ma leave how I came
Gotta stop playing, now it’s time to be a man
It ain’t a thing I can’t handle, I’m a champion
It ain’t a thing I can’t handle, I’m the
It ain’t a thing I can’t handle, I’m a champion
It ain’t a thing I can’t handle, I’m the , yeah
The , yeah
I’m a champion
I’m the , yeah
I’m a champion

[Verse 2 – ]
Don’t let nobody tell you different, you the greatest
and I’m a baby with a baby
And mama I been going back crazy again
I’m going back crazy
Dancing with the devil, fighting demons
My lady hate the way that I be sleeping
Show the world it took so long for me to see, didn’t we
I remember when I didn’t even believe in me
I be going hard never exaggerate
I be going hard n—a
I be going hard never over exaggerate
Yeah the real ones stay here, the fake evaporate
Draco baby, K banana clip, gon’ chop an eight
But I love them shell cats that keep a thirty-eight
Ninety baby catching burglaries or a murder case
Feed a turkey, caught thirty
I done grew up way too quick, too early
Thirty on me, Stephen Curry, use my jersey
I’m a warrior, that be my jersey
Free G Pharaoh, d–n they did you dirty
NBA winning, balling like I’m Stephen Curry
Blue hundreds like a peacock, I got them birdies


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