The Chosen One lyrics - Jack Harlow

I feel like the Chosen One, I feel like the Chosen One

When I come around, they be actin like they owe me something

I just got the motor running and we still got mo' to come

Treat me like a father, I'm a teach you how to hold a gun

From day one, I been an independent thinker

Not a money on my mind, try and get it to my fingers

And it's not about the money or at least I think it wasn't

But I'm all grown up now she diggin' my demeanor

Attracted to my confidence, swagger hella prominent

It's actually astonishing they mad at my accomplishments

And bitch I got the sauce, you can check inside my kitchen

All you ever gonna find is fucking packets full of condiments

Jack ain't got no common sense, I think something wrong with him

Y'all ain't fucking with we now, I ain't gonna call it quits

If I beat it up I guarantee she tellin' all her friends

And that shit ain't okay with me, so I will never call again

I can hear them talking shit, I feel like it's fuel for me

No I don't wanna pop a pill, that shit isn't cool to me

I don't wanna do a feature please don't ask me for the price

Guarantee it's out your budget, give it up there's more to life

I am not the one that you should be triflin' with

They see I got it now they all wanna ride with the kid

And you ain't got it, so I wish you stop trying and quit

So if you don't love it, if you're not having fun doing it

And you don't really love it, uhh, you're going to give up

And that's what happens to most people actually

If you really look at the ones that ended up you know

"Being successful" unquote in the eyes of society

And the ones that didn't

Often times it's the ones that are successful

Loved what they did so they could persevere

Yeah, errbody wants to be a rapper

All up in my messages they askin "How to be a rapper?"

I can't fucking help you if I could it wouldn't even matter

If you want to get up on my level, you 'gon need a ladder

Really though, man, I swear it's simple to me

If I want to get this music poppin', it's a pimple to me

I can feel the pressure, but I don't feel like it's gettin' to me

When it comes to people that's around me, I be pick and choosing

Yeah, yeah, working like I got no other choice

If you think it's dope, they probably got it from the boy

Heard them talking bout me but they never stepping to me

Cause they know that that's an option

That they probably should avoid

I got people round me don't know how to act

We 'gon spend a weekend in Atlanta, going down and back

Winner's derby weekend in the city

I be working like a thoroughbred, catch me in the studio

I'm going round and round the track

These rappers had me for a second then they lost me

Never leave the studio unless I'm out with Chauncey

'Member when these girls, used to never want to call me

Now I hit the stage and they sexually assault me

Shit been crazy as of late, couple things that we been working on

Gon' take me out the state, all that shit you been tweetin'

Come and say it to my face, if you ain't down here making music

You just taking up the space, so get the fuck out