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Chosen Video (MV)




Performed By: Cello Miles
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Marsalis Burton




Cello Miles - Chosen Lyrics




Back to yo house and yea
We made a loud commotion

Crack the matrix
Wit a lil patience

Man that ass was chosen

Back to yo house and yea
We made a loud commotion

Crack the matrix
Wit a lil patience

Man that ass was chosen

Now she Now she
Now she call me papi
I push the start
Play my part
Yea she'll call me obvi

Egyptian linen through my pockets
Yea they call me Javi

Locked in, joint lit
Yes it's really me

Break the beat down
roll it up
Swear I'm sellin P's

Lyrical weight flipping I guess they call that a felony

Slappin Cello Miles down Seventh street I kno its pleasantry

My gas is the aroma of some pleasant trees
My woman sittin next to me
Plotting plans taking trips
You lookin sick like leprosy

Fame come wit love and jealousy
Rest in peace
My life a game boy and I need no referee

But if you stayin next to me pull yo camera out
Do the flex for me

You gon have me get out of character
Might as well get the recipe

Why you checkin
I play chess for cheese

My tracks protectin me

I sit in heavens seat

When my ticket called there's gon be something left of me
Ima do it effectively
Godspeed
I know he be testing the

What's a man made of if he ain't failed
We all sinnin this ain't no holy grail

I do more right
That's my only L

I go to the Chi
Recognize Kenan
Nah there ain't no Kells


Sellin false fate to these women
Call that a phony trail
She stuck to the screen
Think he fly just like some pony tales

C'mon pitta patty
Lets make a penny this ain't yo only sale

im done roasting boy I'm not gon let the homie tell

Spin circles round the words
I'm in a shell
Im NFL

Take a min sound it out
Boy I can be yo help

Red rum lookin dark and nigga this ain't the only Hell

If I give you bar after bar
They gon lock me in a cell

Click the stick
You bipped a whip
Now you end up in a jail


Bounce wit me
Bounce wit me huh

Back to yo house and yea
We made a loud commotion

Crack the matrix
Wit a lil patience

Man that ass was chosen

Back to yo house and yea
We made a loud commotion

Crack the matrix
Wit a lil patience

Man that ass was chosen
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Back to yo house and yea
We made a loud commotion

Crack the matrix
Wit a lil patience

Man that ass was chosen

Back to yo house and yea
We made a loud commotion

Crack the matrix
Wit a lil patience

Man that ass was chosen

Now she Now she
Now she call me papi
I push the start
Play my part
Yea she'll call me obvi

Egyptian linen through my pockets
Yea they call me Javi

Locked in, joint lit
Yes it's really me

Break the beat down
roll it up
Swear I'm sellin P's

Lyrical weight flipping I guess they call that a felony

Slappin Cello Miles down Seventh street I kno its pleasantry

My gas is the aroma of some pleasant trees
My woman sittin next to me
Plotting plans taking trips
You lookin sick like leprosy

Fame come wit love and jealousy
Rest in peace
My life a game boy and I need no referee

But if you stayin next to me pull yo camera out
Do the flex for me

You gon have me get out of character
Might as well get the recipe

Why you checkin
I play chess for cheese

My tracks protectin me

I sit in heavens seat

When my ticket called there's gon be something left of me
Ima do it effectively
Godspeed
I know he be testing the

What's a man made of if he ain't failed
We all sinnin this ain't no holy grail

I do more right
That's my only L

I go to the Chi
Recognize Kenan
Nah there ain't no Kells


Sellin false fate to these women
Call that a phony trail
She stuck to the screen
Think he fly just like some pony tales

C'mon pitta patty
Lets make a penny this ain't yo only sale

im done roasting boy I'm not gon let the homie tell

Spin circles round the words
I'm in a shell
Im NFL

Take a min sound it out
Boy I can be yo help

Red rum lookin dark and nigga this ain't the only Hell

If I give you bar after bar
They gon lock me in a cell

Click the stick
You bipped a whip
Now you end up in a jail


Bounce wit me
Bounce wit me huh

Back to yo house and yea
We made a loud commotion

Crack the matrix
Wit a lil patience

Man that ass was chosen

Back to yo house and yea
We made a loud commotion

Crack the matrix
Wit a lil patience

Man that ass was chosen
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Writer: Marsalis Burton
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