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BIGBABYGUCCI - Adele / Keep Losing Focus lyrics

Artist: BIGBABYGUCCI

album: Homesick


GUCCI, GUCCI, wake up
Wake up, nigga, it's time to get up
Yeah, ayy, uh-uh
I been through hell and back, it's hot in this bitch, I think it's a fire
Niggas be tellin' shit, think them Xans is eatin' his mind
I'm sendin' that shit through the mail
Glock hold a 30, I call it Adele
Bro got the bricks and I'm keepin' the bails
We getting money like couldn't you tell?
I'm like a shark that's too big for its tank
Purple my color, I'm sippin' the paint
They want me cut off like all of my drugs
I'm tryna see how many I can take
Make sure the reaper not choosing my fate
Make sure these niggas don't reach for a gun
I put a beam right on top of your face
Said she was weak so she turned to a nun
All of these racks, pockets look like a bun
I'm gettin' high, I'ma wait on the sun
Stuntin' on niggas is turnin' to fun
Finna hit tour, I'll be back in 2 months
I hit yo' phone up, just want a reply
Gon' get a chain for all of my guys
Tell 'em go harder, this not a surprise
Don't listen to niggas, they living a lie
I'm being modest, I'm being honest
Why do you want me if you say I'm toxic?
I wanna listen but you makin' no sense
Breakin' these hearts gettin' too pricey
She want a Birkin, a trip to the island
We doin' bigger things like Madonna
She my lil' fashion killer like Rihanna
I been through hell and back, it's hot in this bitch, I think it's a fire
Niggas be tellin' shit, think them Xans is eatin' his mind
I'm sendin' that shit through the mail
Glock hold a 30, I call it Adele
Bro got the bricks and I'm keepin' the bails
We getting money like couldn't you tell?
I'm like a shark that's too big for its tank
Purple my color, I'm sippin' the paint
They want me cut off like all of my drugs
I'm tryna see how many I can take
Make sure the reaper not choosing my fate
Make sure these niggas don't reach for a gun
I put a beam right on top of your face
Said she was weak so she turned to a nun
I keep losing focus, somehow can't control
I tried to do my thing for you, somehow you didn't notice
I had my heart too open, at some point I had to close it
Ain't no point in holding that money, at some point you gotta blow it
At some point you gotta tote it
Said she wanna see racks, gon' throw it
My bitch bad, don't even want yours
Hit my line when I'm on tour
Yeah, I be right right there
I'm a lil' high, I can't type right now
But really, I'm not tryna fight right now
I found a new escape
I just might reappear in the Wraith
Shit, I might reappear in your place
You can tell there's no fear in my face
I'm just going, don't care what it take
I ain't givin' no thot no play
I ain't givin' no rat no chase
Man, you niggas not that, you bait
Make a ho cross the map and back
Don't let me activate
I didn't attach the cape
I got the them racks, you late (Uh)
I got the racks, you done
I need a extra lung
We havin' extra guns
He is a extra bum
Fill him with lead or sum'
Hit at the head or sum'
I hope he bled or sum'
'Cause we gon' wear him out
And ain't no comin' down
'Cause we want all the smoke
You can call me now, but you can't call me bro
I keep losing focus, somehow can't control
I tried to do my thing for you, somehow you didn't notice
I had my heart too open, at some point I had to close it
Ain't no point in holding that money, at some point you gotta blow it
At some point you gotta tote it
Said she wanna see racks, gon' throw it
My bitch bad, don't even want yours
Hit my line when I'm on tour
Yeah, I be right right there
I'm a lil' high, I can't type right now
But really, I'm not tryna fight right now

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