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justmatt - focus lyrics

[verse]
yo, matt (what’s up?)
bro, where you been?
i’ve been chillin’ at home, findin’ my focus again
i lost it for a while, dropped “the owl”
now, i’m retrainin’ so i don’t choke with the pen (ohhh)
i don’t hone in on trends (nah)
no, i’m not rod, but i ride my own wave (yup)
i hide, it’s so lame, but just know i’m alive and okay (yayyy)
so you don’t have to worry if i’m dead or somethin’
or make ten assumptions on what i might be doin’
i work and make my bread or somethin’
i’m a recluse!
my intention’s not ta feed you alibis or excuses (nope)
that’s the reason why you stand by and you’re clueless
i’m tyin’ the nooses on habits not servin’ me
i’m havin’ ta learn ta be (what?)
fine, not give two sh+ts
or whine ’bout what you think
it’s nothin’ personal, i’m just tryna be lucid (yeah!)
i waste so much energy refinin’ the loose ends
like i explained, imposter syndrome’s kinda the cruelest (what?)
mental barricade that i’ve ever had ta face (right)
it’s like you’re at the finish line forgettin’ how ta race (uh+huh…)
next thing you know, it feels as if your head’s in outer sp+ce
you come back to, you’re in last, and guess you’re out of place in the field that you’re sure is your callin’ (d+mn!)
but ta struggle with it’s sort of appallin’ (how come?)
’cause you’ve done this your whole life, but consistency says otherwise
every night i shut my eyes, i wanna just f+ckin’ cry
wonder why? (why?)
i’m not where i wanna be
i just turned 23 with not a thing ta show for it (oh, sh+t…)
this ain’t what i want my mom ta see
i know that i can walk the walk, but i also know that talk is cheap
words can sound promising, but
the truth speaks in actions (preach!)
i can say i’m wreakin’ havoc on a beat then disappear for at least a half a (what?) year
tell me, how promising is that?
how long does it take ta jot a rap (you tell me)
let alone record it?
i always say i wear a lot of hats
my family does it no problem
no wonder why they’re callin’ cap (really?)
man, i gotta get my head back on my shoulders
and wash my hair of the reasons of why i fold up (again?!)
every time i get serious
am i scared of the responsibility that i’d have ta bear?
am i worthy of it?
will i succeed just to realize that my love for the craft ain’t there?
those are my questions in mind
i don’t have the answers ’cause the only test is in time
the intestines in my body tighten up with the certain sign of uncertainty
but my stomach is gurgling from hunger
that’s why i’m lookin’ for rappers ta eat
i’ll never be satisfied, i’m loadin’ my mag with rhymes
checked my watch, i think it’s time for me ta strategize
stack my lines, and let the industry hear my battle cry
for the record, i’m not really here to antagonize my peers
i just fear that the game’s on a fast decline
drake has his pacifier
j. cole apologized, don’t blame him, but to k. dot, he had ta pass the fire
i don’t mean no appetizer when i say i’m here ta eat
if i hop on a beat, you best believe that you’re gonna be fearin’ me
b+tch, you better get ready for a new era
i need ta remind you of the rapper that you scared of…
[outro]
focus…

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