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Focused Lyrics


Artist: Quavo

 

Focused Lyrics

Focused by Quavo


(Buddah, bless this beat)
Oh, oh, ah
You know what I'm talkin' bout?
I did the keys, I did the keys
I swear to God, I did the keys
Aw yeah, gone

I must stay focused, on these big bankrolls (Focused, cash)
I can't, can't trust these hoes, no, no, no, no (No, no)
I must stay focused, on these big bankrolls (Focus, cash)
I can't, can't trust these hoes (No no)

I cannot trust these leeches (Leech)
I cannot trust these streets (Street)
I cannot trust these b**ches, (b**ches) I gotta trust on me (Me)
I cannot tell my business, stretchin' out racks, no fitness
Yeah, I swear we goats (Goats), we need to go down in Guinness
I put the gang on my shoulders and carry on (Gang, gang)
I put the strap on my shoulder and bring it home (Bang, bang)
Haters be lowkey, fans is singing my songs (Lowkey)
I swear to God if I see em' in person I'm doin' em' wrong (Bah)
I gotta stay focused, they pull out that camera, take pics (Flash)
Every time I'm closing my eyes, I seeing me running from pigs (Twelve)
She don't speak or don't talk, she shy, she needed something to lit (Don't speak)
You come in and f**k up the vibe, we scratching your name off the list (Scratch it)
Yeah, yeah, got my soul in this (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, then I told em' this (Yessir)
Yeah, yeah, gotta stay focused (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, we don't fold, b**ch (Yessir)

I must stay focused, (Ahh) on these big bankrolls (Focused, cash)
I can't, (Woo) can't trust these hoes, no, no, no, no (Can't trust these hoes, I can't trust these hoes)
I must stay focused, on these big bankrolls (Focus, cash)
I can't, can't trust these hoes (No no, no no, yeah, yeah)

Maybach too big, it can't fit in the driveway (Skkr)
I been f**king her since Big Worm been on Friday
I been drippin' hard on these hoes, this is my space (Drip)
Taking the top off the benz, baby, taking the top off the benz (Skkrt)
If I pull up with your rent, baby, you gotta swallow my kids
If I'm a dog, I'm a pimp, baby, having fantasy love with a rich lady
I put cum on her lips, she mad I told my friends (Oh, oh, oh)
I stopped hanging with your nigga, just to f**k on you, everyday baby, on your daddy
And I wanna caress you, just f**k on you, just to add you to my life
Rose gold Benz, rose gold rims and tires (Hey)
Rose gold 'chete, chain gang [?] world to [?] world, that is up in [?] burgh
Slob, make your pussy slurp (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I must stay focused, (Ahh) on these big bankrolls (Focused, cash)
I can't, (Woo) can't trust these hoes, no, no, no, no (Can't trust these hoes, I can't trust these hoes)
I must stay focused, on these big bankrolls (Focus, cash)
I can't, can't trust these hoes (No no, no no, I can't trust these, nah, nah, yeah)

I been taking molly and this lean since the other day
NyQuil sipper, half these niggas just a protégé
Ketotife', I been pouring fours in a cherry Sprite (Pour up)
Thirty mill', ran it up, two years, this a legal heist (Woo)
I'm a syrup sipping, rich young nigga (Yeah)
It's like ten Bugs Bunnies in my Jesus piece
Thirty cars sitting outside like I'm dealing



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