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Rob Wottz - Focus Lyrics



Rob Wottz - Focus Lyrics




High Status till the death
All my haters can rest in peace
When ya friends turn to Enemies
Don't think about just let be
And Ball to ya fall ball ball ball
Gone and ball to ya fall ball ball Ball
I ain't got no worries at all ball Ball ball
I ain't got no worries at all I'm Focus

I'm focus mane I'm in my own lane Im from the slums so
All I seen was pain blood sweat and tears flowin out this pen
And I ain't neva Eva Eva going broke again
And I promise u that I ain't bout no games dats so lame lethal
Just like octane insane in the membrane im above all dese hatas
Fake muggin azz Reallas I ain't got no Time to talk
I'm gettin money Where the vault see I'm steady Puttin in work
I'm gone hit em Where it hurt walking how in Talking bitin more
Than barkin Mane they takin loses see dese
Reallas can't hold me back fresh Villain in the game you can Find Me
Whur the money at Runnin Back going through Dese hoes
Perks of the position Upper Upsilion boy u gotta Work hard
To get in and stay In day in and Night out never
Havin a Drought flexin like a Workout (enhhh)

High Status till the death
All my haters can rest in peace
When ya friends turn to Enemies
Don't think about just let be
And Ball to ya fall ball ball ball
Gone and ball to ya fall ball ball Ball
I ain't got no worries at all ball Ball ball
I ain't got no worries at all I'm Focus

Real realla say word I been sippin syrup it help calm my nerves
Helps me too observe dese fake hataz around me they tryna drown
Behind my back they clown me then all in my face they smilin fake hata
Get the hell from round me daddy was a Rollin stone me
I keep them stones shipping expensive lifestyle living dippin in different women mane
This is the life I chose I'm focused just like chemist handlin all
My bizness chasing this money relentless dese haters can't tell me ish
Distractions don't faze me obstacles that I can't see
And stress come with the money success smell like honey
At least thats what a rich man told me but fame is drug dats addictive so stay on feet
And I stay clean and I stay fresh see life a test living everyday like its my last yeah
I blew it all this cash yeah l blew it all this Kush I'm livin fast sippin slow steady
Burning white owls and optimoes out my car window (enhhh)

High Status till the death
All my haters can rest in peace
When ya friends turn to Enemies
Don't think about just let be
And Ball to ya fall ball ball ball
Gone and ball to ya fall ball ball Ball
I ain't got no worries at all ball Ball ball
I ain't got no worries at all I'm Focus
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High Status till the death
All my haters can rest in peace
When ya friends turn to Enemies
Don't think about just let be
And Ball to ya fall ball ball ball
Gone and ball to ya fall ball ball Ball
I ain't got no worries at all ball Ball ball
I ain't got no worries at all I'm Focus

I'm focus mane I'm in my own lane Im from the slums so
All I seen was pain blood sweat and tears flowin out this pen
And I ain't neva Eva Eva going broke again
And I promise u that I ain't bout no games dats so lame lethal
Just like octane insane in the membrane im above all dese hatas
Fake muggin azz Reallas I ain't got no Time to talk
I'm gettin money Where the vault see I'm steady Puttin in work
I'm gone hit em Where it hurt walking how in Talking bitin more
Than barkin Mane they takin loses see dese
Reallas can't hold me back fresh Villain in the game you can Find Me
Whur the money at Runnin Back going through Dese hoes
Perks of the position Upper Upsilion boy u gotta Work hard
To get in and stay In day in and Night out never
Havin a Drought flexin like a Workout (enhhh)

High Status till the death
All my haters can rest in peace
When ya friends turn to Enemies
Don't think about just let be
And Ball to ya fall ball ball ball
Gone and ball to ya fall ball ball Ball
I ain't got no worries at all ball Ball ball
I ain't got no worries at all I'm Focus

Real realla say word I been sippin syrup it help calm my nerves
Helps me too observe dese fake hataz around me they tryna drown
Behind my back they clown me then all in my face they smilin fake hata
Get the hell from round me daddy was a Rollin stone me
I keep them stones shipping expensive lifestyle living dippin in different women mane
This is the life I chose I'm focused just like chemist handlin all
My bizness chasing this money relentless dese haters can't tell me ish
Distractions don't faze me obstacles that I can't see
And stress come with the money success smell like honey
At least thats what a rich man told me but fame is drug dats addictive so stay on feet
And I stay clean and I stay fresh see life a test living everyday like its my last yeah
I blew it all this cash yeah l blew it all this Kush I'm livin fast sippin slow steady
Burning white owls and optimoes out my car window (enhhh)

High Status till the death
All my haters can rest in peace
When ya friends turn to Enemies
Don't think about just let be
And Ball to ya fall ball ball ball
Gone and ball to ya fall ball ball Ball
I ain't got no worries at all ball Ball ball
I ain't got no worries at all I'm Focus
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Writer: Robert III
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