LOVE SEPT. - FOCUS lyrics

[LOVE SEPT. - FOCUS lyrics]

Yh I really wanna know
Yh she really tryna fuck but
She ain’t tryna go
They ask me how my moneys up it’s
Cus I’m on the low
And when they ask me questions I
Just tell em i don’t know
I’ve be rolling rolling rolling
Bill another zoot Cus I think I need to focus
I mix my opps with my food
Den I fucking smoke it
Winning what I do put this shit it motion
Ok darlin slow it down
Put ur waste on me and then
We can figure this out
It’s early in the morning is it
Best to get this now
Yh sugar I’m the king and this
Is how I wear my crown

It’s early in the morning I
Wake up it's fucking sundown
She just wanna fuck with the set
Cah she know we up now
And they really hating but won’t do
Shit when we touch down
I been losing my mind it’s the drugs
That I need to cut down
Yh Yh money what we chasing
We ball out Yh we fucking up dem pay checks
Yh Yh money what we chasing
We ball out Yh we fucking up dem pay checks

When i roll up on the manor kill em
Tell it’s me by my mannerisms
Got my cup with a badders sippin
Got me going on a madder mission
Got the drums going badda bing n
You can see i’m suited and booted for war
Brutally boot in your door
Hoofing your bruce to the floor
Removing your tooth from your jaw
Zari slumped off the lean but we gotta go
Pull up the party where
The muhfuckin molly bro holla bro
Tell him pattern up or we gonna roll
One to roll
Let the flavours seep in my fucking soul
Russian roulette put the magnum
To my fucking skull
That bitch keep on topping
Like pepperoni on dominos
Match attacks way a man come shiny
Take her to my laberinth
Get frisky like tinie try me
You could never match mane styly
Fuck her on counter get
Ledgered dark knight g pipe be
All in her insides g nicely
That ain’t my wifey fuck her like my wifey
Tell that gal come back it back it
Bad b in the rave on packet packet
Man slap it slap don’t panic panic
Bad b wanna fuck half spanish spanish

It’s early in the morning I
Wake up it's fucking sundown
She just wanna fuck with the set
Cah she know we up now
And they really hating but won’t do
Shit when we touch down
I been losing my mind it’s the drugs
That I need to cut down
Yh Yh money what we chasing
We ball out Yh we fucking up dem pay checks
Yh Yh money what we chasing
We ball out Yh we fucking up dem pay checks

I’m might hit ya for a feature If ya decent
As of recent, You been less shit
We might need a medic
Pull up to my exes give
That bitch a left hook uh, No domestic
So majestic following like im rowing
Never slowing always going
Always growing never knowing
What’s abouta come next uh
Oh look a text, From your girl
Ur perplexed uh imma about to finesse
What was written in the pretext
Yeah it’s me next imma bad lad
Not a sad lad this shit like 1 + 1
That’s an add add that’s mad

Modern warfare know the the price I cop it
Never stopping but I’m ghostin
Shepard to the sheep, but fuck em
Never love em i’m runnin, cold cutting
Sandman, dreams coming
Stand back, keep stuntin
Don’t lack, want something
So I’ll scream from my throat like fuck em
You see me never cuffin
Quick swearve switch junctions
Sip syrup still workin on my turf go astro
Flipping for the cannabis
A bitch could never handle this
A gap between sad n shit
Step up cus we manage this it’s mad tho

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