Chosen

[Intro: B.o.B]

I don't do much talking, let the money do it for me

And I don't need no promo, cause the haters do it for me

I just tell it how it is, while they be telling stories

When you come up from the bottom, that just mean that you was chosen

[Verse 1: T.I.]

Hey now you know I don't do no talking, I let my diamond do it for me

But I'm blowing on loud, yea that's another story

Catch me in the building on the 37th story with a bad bitch screaming like I'm bringing her to glory

Glory, yup, we the bank roll mob, she can run from the dick but she can't go far

I'm in the Dominican Republic, got a couple bitches fucking on some cherry red seats and a mango card

A mango card? I know you heard about that, still a dope boy got birds on deck

Talking parakeets though, cause you a stool pigeon know you can't wait to run and spread the word bout that

And I never will let 'em, a pussy nigga keep me from being dope boy fresh

And they ain't gon' get it cause it is nigga, you can bet the bank on that

[Chorus: B.o.B]

I don't do much talking, let the money do it for me

And I don't need no promo, cause the haters do it for me

I just tell it how it is, while they be telling stories

When you come up from the bottom, that just mean that you was chosen

(And what it mean when you come up from the bottom?)

That just mean that you was chosen

And I don't need no promo, cause the haters do it for me

I just tell it how it is, while they be telling stories

When you come up from the bottom, that just mean that you was chosen

[Verse 2: B.o.B]

I can bet every chain on every verse I ever wrote, on every phrase on every note

No wedding ring, but I'm married though to the game for forever more

You in the game but you never score, in every lane I'm exceptional

I'm on a plane where you never go

And they tell me that life is a bitch but I much prefer mary jane as a better ho

Aye, you see most of y'all niggas just fake to me, stories made up like Maybelline

My niggas good for life, y'all still trying to get from point A to B

And they say silence is golden, so my wrist be talking shit for me

And haters can't help but hate, shit I can't help but be chosen

[Chorus: B.o.B]

I don't do much talking, let the money do it for me

And I don't need no promo, cause the haters do it for me

I just tell it how it is, while they be telling stories

When you come up from the bottom, that just mean that you was chosen

(And what it mean when you come up from the bottom?)

That just mean that you was chosen

And I don't need no promo, cause the haters do it for me

I just tell it how it is, while they be telling stories

When you come up from the bottom, that just mean that you was chosen

[Verse 3: Spodee]

A up on my fitted cap, my momma told me always give the critics (snap)

Balling with the homies they can try and run up on me

We gon' start tripping like they invented maps

Jordan's with denim vests, spending more than your mortgage on Vino Pet

Roll up the cigars, amino fat

Not so big, hunnits come out the side

She ain't sucking dick, she gotta jump out the ride

Another one that's choosing, that's the one I'll oblige

Focus on the money, only vocal for the moment

Niggas scavenging the hunger, wondering how I survived

For them beat the double but the triple

Burn em like a griddle, play a sucka' nigga like a fiddle

I don't say a word if I'm a kill em

Soon as I get the watch, just put em in the Nets Kerry Kittles

[Chorus: B.o.B]

I don't do much talking, let the money do it for me

And I don't need no promo, cause the haters do it for me

I just tell it how it is, while they be telling stories

When you come up from the bottom, that just mean that you was chosen

(And what it mean when you come up from the bottom?)

That just mean that you was chosen

And I don't need no promo, cause the haters do it for me

I just tell it how it is, while they be telling stories

When you come up from the bottom, that just mean that you was chosen