FOCALIN

Was gone for a minute but I’m back now

Cadillacs at the saks with a fifth of yak n i never back down

Cos its where I’m at now

A town with a clown who came to be a king with a crown as he sat with a frown

 

Keepin composure,

heavens not the only place you can go thats filled with a world full of soldiers

Curbin Exposure

Artists are hard to win over

You get em you got em i fought em i bought em

Taught em be a part of some mobsters thats rollin in rovers

 

Fendi n prada on hoes as they robbin the sto(re)’s

Them strollers look gorgeous

Shakin a cup for some crystals these bitches be Folgers

I drink em like potions

 

 

Dont know where I’m goin— I Play with emotions , doin the most to em

Gettin em open, feedin em fairytales til they fallin the both of them

tailin some openings proposin we go to a sto fo some dro so i focus in

N hope its him with some cash at the do’ might pass ‘fore we dash on the go (we be) snackin on focalin

 

 

Tryna fit all of my vocal in