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young drummer boy - you know this lyrics

[chorus]
man i’m so focused
give me a second while i roll this
i work hard
why you tryin to provoke this
i’m on mine m-th-f-cka
and you know this
and you know this homie
and you know this
i’m focused
give me a minute while i roll this
i work hard
why you tryin to provoke this
i’m on mine m-th-f-cka
and you know this
and you know this homie
and you know this

[verse 1]
aye yo roll that bubba kush up
let me hold it
i smoke so much weed
that my eyes don’t even open
but i still function
never on that bump tip
staying on the grind
cause i’m out to get something
you’ll never see me
chilling just because
i never let em think
that they’re better than us
break em up
bag em up
slanging full sale
when you slang em out the trunk
as a young boy
i always had bad luck
always gettin’ caught up
mama gave me tough love
it made me who i am
growing as a young man
people always trippin’
but i never gave a d-mn
you’ll often
catch me with a pretty b-tch
just rollin with your boy
on the road to cash chips
see i’m a nice boy
i don’t like to throw clips
but i’ll never let you
stand up in my way
you b-tch

[chorus]

[verse 2: ecks the prodigy]
look i told em hold it
and everybody stay frozen
the world kept spinnin’
now more than ever i’m focused
that’s probably why i’m posted
with the cool kids
the o.g.’s calling
but they gotta stop provokin’
cause this life keep movin’
got no breaks
appreciate it
cause it only takes one case
so 20 years
it’ll have you switching up your whole face
and half a line
it’ll have you flippin’ up your whole place
kept thinkin’
sh-t it ain’t worth it
cause b-tch i gotta stick around
for my daughters birthday
in my zone
just workin’ on my word play
the superbowl for a quarter
b-tch i’m on my third play
last chance
we come up on fast cash
and break it down baby
i’m knowing we all can
hashtag
a lot of hash in that bag
so keep on smoking
and watching out for the man

[chorus]

[verse 3]
sometimes i sit & think
if they gon’ remember me
when i’m gone
or even know my name
by the end of this song
sometimes i know i’m wrong
when the feeling is right
kinda like when you f-ck a b-tch
that you don’t even like
it’s hard growing up
when you’re livin’ in the ghetto
till me older brother smokes
put my on another level
he said work hard
if you wanna feed your apat-te
you could have any one of them b-tches
when your paper right
i know he’s right
and i knew it then
it just took a lil minute
for it to sink in
but now we sinkin’
and we both thinkin’
focused on a plot
while we writtin’
through this ink pen
it’s all mine homie
and you know this
i’m staying focused
while blowin’ on that potent
sometimes i wonder
what it’s gon’ be like
but till then
i’m gon’ chill till my money is right

[chorus]

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