Biddl3 - Focus Lyrics

Whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah
Hate to break it to you but your favorite rapper prolly fakin' to you
Prolly givin' back the 'Rari when the lyrics make it to ya
And how the hell these niggas famous? Man I can't explain it to ya
But I don't pay 'em no mind cuz, they ain't stoppin my grind
I got a confession, if it ain't progression then I do not stress it or bless it with time
I'm too competitive I cannot settle for anything less than the best at the rhymes
So f*ck what you heard, I'm comin' in first
Oh, you one of them New Boyz? Oh you a jerk?
Oh you got some nerve? Always talkin' like you puttin' in work
All you talk about is what you deserve, pick a coffin put that shit in the dirt
Ain't no talkin' bout it 'less it's a verb
How you ballin' you ain't been on the turf?
Ain't no fallin' when ya feelings get hurt
Ain't no stallin' when you tryna get heard
I know this the life for me it's always been a dream
They showin' real love, give a f*ck if you believe
Look like everybody ballin' but this shit ain't what it seems
Focus on ya self and get some money in between
If you ain't worried 'bout nobody but yo body, hands up
If you ain't worried 'bout nobody but yo body, hands up
If you ain't worried 'bout nobody but yo body, hands up
If you ain't worried 'bout nobody but yo body, hands up
I gotta get better, my reflection is my only competitor
Channing Tatum with the flow how I step it up
Pedal to the metal and I ain't lettin' up
They been sleepin' on me I'm bouta get em up
Foot on they neck and I'm not finna let 'em up
You wanna bet then my nigga let's set it up
Only regret is that I didn't bet enough, f*ck
I'm really confident, said imma make it and imma make good on my promises
I'm really dominant, hop on a track with a rapper the difference is prominent
Yeah you know what time it is
You niggas broke as a joke you don't know what a comma is
But imma be rich forever, girls in the bathroom cuz my shit together
Livin' in a vacuum on a different level
I ain't never had room on my list to settle
I be fittin' mad moves in my busy schedule
I be makin mad tunes, hope I get to sell 'em but
Don't get it confused, I do this for you I don't do this for views
Without the crew, I don't know what I'd do
When people come first, you never can lose
I know this the life for me it's always been a dream
They showin' real love, give a f*ck if you believe
Look like everybody ballin' but this shit ain't what it seems
Focus on ya self and get some money in between
If you ain't worried 'bout nobody but yo body, hands up
If you ain't worried 'bout nobody but yo body, hands up
If you ain't worried 'bout nobody but yo body, hands up
If you ain't worried 'bout nobody but yo body, hands up
I do my rendition of the best that's ever lived
You in competition but that shit is in yo head
Imma worry 'bout mine
I be all on my island piling up rhymes cuz I'm on my grind
Shinin' til it's my time
Y'all be on Instagram, overanalyzing but I don't give a damn
I be too tired, you think that I pay attention to you
That just don't fit the plan
I do a show, talk to the bros, then I get back to the mission and
Y'all do the most, just for a post, I just sit back as it hit the fan
Yeah, who you tryna impress dawg? Who you tryna impress?
You ain't gon be verified in they eyes, until you go get the check
You ain't gon be fly 'til ya pilot is private and flying you in a jet
They tryin' ya intellect, and I just ain't into that
Nah I'm smarter than that, I'm an artist with a target on the market
I ain't even started, I ain't even charted
I ain't got a deal, I ain't even bartered
I'm killin' these rappers respect the departed
You think this shit hard? This ain't even my hardest