Chosen

I will bless those who bless you I will curse those who curse you You are my chosen people I woke up in a Lamborghini tinted windows for the king So the haters can't see me But it was hard for me to get it I had to close my eyes just to see it Levitate! Levitate! Levitate! Levitate! Whoooo! All these diamonds, pretty girls how can I consentrate She drop and make it shake I can feel the earthquake Rumors on the ground Getting too loud turn that shid down I can't hear myself think Turbulence Almost spill my drink In the White House with a mink I'm not perfect just a perfect pick Chosen, chosen, chosen, chosen When I was kicked in the dirt I heard "the meek shall inherit the Earth" I came to heal the broken hearted Help the poor and Free the slaves If I part the sea Tell me Would you ride my wave? Would you ride my wave? Would you ride my wave? Tell me Would you ride my wave My wave How many people would ride my wave If I part the sea Tell me would you ride my wave My wave My wave! Naw! You probably too scared to ride my wave! Chorus: wake up in the morning fighting a hundred haters Fake friends want to see me on the respirator The clouds is open The sun is shining, I know I'm chosen