(Hook)
(LUCI Gang Child)
Focus! Yeah
n#gg#s’ in the city like vultures/
Hittin on b#tches like bosses/
My n#gg#s’ in a trap like that/
Yeah/
Focus! yeah
My n#gg#s’in the city like vultures/
Hittin on b#tches like bosses/
My n#gg#s’in a trap like that/
(Verse 1)
Focus! Yeah
Everybody wan’ be like Moses/
Rappers wan’ be like Pro Kid/
They end up in the trap like Smokie/
Okay, no standard
You n#gg#s tryna beat it like mice
Still I’m movin like kites/
Morphin out, to the air
Still I’m lookin at the prize
All eyes on me/
I got
Focus!
Yeah
All eyes on the prize like coaches
No surprise when I rise like Moses/
My n#gg#s’in a trap like that/
Focus!
Like Kiernan(Forbes!)
Pharisees livin in a circle/
Summaries comin from the lyrics that the n#gg#s from the city steady givin to the locals/
(Back to Hook)
(Verse 2)
Focus!
I’m certain, n#gg#s never get it on Boom Baps/
My sh#t not like, new rappers/
I been on p#ss# since ABC/
I been on the typa weed n#gg#s never f#ckin with
And then I took a turn to taste b#tch on b#tch/
Many b#tches love me in the city
They know when I’m on, it get litty (get litty!)
Back home my Dad waitin for me
So y’all n#gg#s’ no problem like that/
No problem like that (yeah x4/
No problem like that, yeah
n#gg#s’in a trap like that/
f#ck who I want when I want to/
b#tches too many in the jungle/
No Nasty, no Reece, no Emtee/
(Back to Hook)
(Outro)
My n#gg# told me haul yo breath
Them n#gg#s’tryna get my last one first
And the reserve inside the tank can’t last/
You got it first but I’m the last one to eat it/
You can’t seat on my chair, get lost!/
n#gg#s like boastin and shit/
You n#gg#s’ nice with it, I know how far you n#gg#s f#cking go with this shit/
I’m in it to get it
You n#gg#s’forget the bag in the mission
The cab or the taxi, the bus, plain, train or the shit/
n#gg#s exported, they come back
They ain’t make a difference/
If I was you I quit rap
Face fact you ain’t got it….
Finish the sentence/
I bar-to-bar imprison you n#gg#s/
I’m harder than Marshall takin a dump on Kim
Or it’s Denis/
Boom Bap
You know your chances’ slimmer than pennies
It’s like a tape
n#gg#s duck quicker than stickin around and shit/
That’d be that coward sh#t
You’re counterfeit
You’re counting loss hieroglyphs/
You found a chick
One week, dump the b#tch/
You sound as sick
As Lexel’s promo beats/
Get the first!/
Then n#gg#s get the rest of the shit/
It’s a trap that I set for them n#gg#s to get nested in/
It’s said that Lexel is the King of traps and sh#t
So I revive a beast in Jim boom baps we kill em/
n#gg#s waitin outside to pick flowers/
It’s simple: The kitchen counters get bloody when we’re countin the hits/
n#gg#!
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