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This year i lost focus
So i gotta switch up the motive
Turning cold if you notice
Shit round here been bogus
Drive the honda like a lotus
Fill my cup with potion
Some shit i thought was for real 4L
But i guess I ain't get that notion
Get the money is the goal beat the pain is the mission
Been pouring up til im numb, my new wave til im healing
Rolling round with this hottie im just tryna clear my vision
I wear my heart on my glock im feeling different different
Lately i been outside
Incase a nigga wanna test me, uh
Snatch a nigga life thru the chest piece, huh
This glock a slut she messy, uh huhhh
Crunch time no nestle, uh huhhh
If you wanna live just let me mind mine
Wake up, mix drank w fanta
Bad bitch from east atlanta
Demon time i feel like tanna
Every second i breathe is a count up
All deposits you would think i was a scammer
Breaking bad news on that number 5 channel
Heart cold, ice age, winter
Ho ho ho, cloud nine my new santa
And i'm going to bag to bag
They going mad and sad
Honda go fast to fast
They going fast to crash
Said i'm going bag to bag
My baby pop tags on tags
If you ain't first you last
And if you ain't up it's sad
Trap still boom like a boom box
Don't get ya crew shot
It's just trap everywhere nigga
Never really cared bout who opps
We got the new glocks
We came for everything nigga
This is freebandz foreva
These niggas be sayin whatever
The money be making her wetter
We getting the bag foreva
Forever forever, not that one that change up
I was broken hearted baby now we back to strangers
I been t'd alot lately, tryna numb the pain
Got my head in the sky, i guess nothing was the same
This year i lost focus
So i gotta switch up the motive
Turning cold if you notice
Shit round here been bogus
Drive the honda like a lotus
Fill my cup with potion
Some shit i thought was for real 4L
But i guess I ain't get that notion
This year i lost focus
So i gotta switch up the motive
Turning cold if you notice
Shit round here been bogus
Drive the honda like a lotus
Fill my cup with potion
Some shit i thought was for real 4L
But i guess I aint get that notion
So i gotta switch up the motive
Turning cold if you notice
Shit round here been bogus
Drive the honda like a lotus
Fill my cup with potion
Some shit i thought was for real 4L
But i guess I ain't get that notion
Get the money is the goal beat the pain is the mission
Been pouring up til im numb, my new wave til im healing
Rolling round with this hottie im just tryna clear my vision
I wear my heart on my glock im feeling different different
Lately i been outside
Incase a nigga wanna test me, uh
Snatch a nigga life thru the chest piece, huh
This glock a slut she messy, uh huhhh
Crunch time no nestle, uh huhhh
If you wanna live just let me mind mine
Wake up, mix drank w fanta
Bad bitch from east atlanta
Demon time i feel like tanna
Every second i breathe is a count up
All deposits you would think i was a scammer
Breaking bad news on that number 5 channel
Heart cold, ice age, winter
Ho ho ho, cloud nine my new santa
And i'm going to bag to bag
They going mad and sad
Honda go fast to fast
They going fast to crash
Said i'm going bag to bag
My baby pop tags on tags
If you ain't first you last
And if you ain't up it's sad
Trap still boom like a boom box
Don't get ya crew shot
It's just trap everywhere nigga
Never really cared bout who opps
We got the new glocks
We came for everything nigga
This is freebandz foreva
These niggas be sayin whatever
The money be making her wetter
We getting the bag foreva
Forever forever, not that one that change up
I was broken hearted baby now we back to strangers
I been t'd alot lately, tryna numb the pain
Got my head in the sky, i guess nothing was the same
This year i lost focus
So i gotta switch up the motive
Turning cold if you notice
Shit round here been bogus
Drive the honda like a lotus
Fill my cup with potion
Some shit i thought was for real 4L
But i guess I ain't get that notion
This year i lost focus
So i gotta switch up the motive
Turning cold if you notice
Shit round here been bogus
Drive the honda like a lotus
Fill my cup with potion
Some shit i thought was for real 4L
But i guess I aint get that notion
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Writer(s): Dante Barnes
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