reem da illist - focus (feat. taylor) lyrics
[verse 1 – reem da illist:]
only love me when convenient
slow it up, slow it down, baby let me know
now i feel ashamed, baby you was the one
baby you the one, only one
look in the sky, it’s a bird and a plane
taking me down as she holding his hand
i am flying high, i’m running away
but if you the boss, well imma give you a rerun
you better watch out little b-tch
lock up your wife and hide all of your kids
swear to god that i been on a rapping spree
i been feeling sorry for the ones that’s coming after me
cuz all my songs a masterpiece, and yours is a contastrafe
spitting next to that, i’m like a motherf-cking battery
spitting new line, new people try to adapt to me
then they be jealous when they see me on grey’s anatomy
shot him in the head, but he still stole my girl from me
then i put the bomb in his mouth like a cavity
but i’m unstappable, it’s impossible
to take me down, your gonna need a obstacle
yeah
uh, better focus on me
your gonna need a obstacle
[hook:]
don’t act like i ain’t spent a check on balmain
don’t act like you ain’t never stayed at my place
i need to get up, it’s getting late to my old ways
blowing bags up at the mall for five days straight
[verse 2 – taylor:]
what if i picked you up in the coop
we ball out to show us something else in the roof
can’t n0body do it just like i do
no compet-tion, playing my rules
straighten up before i drive through
see you getting it together, but
[hook:]
don’t act like i ain’t spent a check on balmain
don’t act like you ain’t never stayed at my place
i need to get up, it’s getting late to my old ways
blowing bags up at the mall for five days straight
[verse 3 – taylor:]
you know you went just out wit’ the crew
i would be a fool if i was leaning on you
now you hit my phone wit’ something different
it’s prolly best to keep the distance
i’m on a mission, on a mission
i ain’t trippin’, but
[hook:]
don’t act like i ain’t spent a check on balmain
don’t act like you ain’t never stayed at my place
i need to get up, it’s getting late to my old ways
blowing bags up at the mall for five days straight
that can tell me that she loves me to my face, my face
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