Lyrics
Focus every time I get high
I'm just tryna feel good so I can stay and get by
Tryna get the stuff that junkies puff
I'm just tryna get by cause the times are rough
To rap about death and bitches is fun
But how much can you take 'fore you say that you're done
When you've run out of puns and your effort is none
Cause it's all for one and now your pain becomes numb
Fuck two wrongs never trust a stranger
Bitch I said no thanks you can keep that favor
Imma do this on my own say fuck a label
Independent shit I'm on my own and stable
Buying nice shit with all the money that we blow
Then a month later we ask where'd it all go
Stashing out quick say fuck a Range Rove
And every other overpriced whip they drove
Pull up iced out in the snow
Canadian bred bitch that's what I know
Know she want my nut cause my last name Almond
But I don't pick up every time that she's calling
Numbers unsaved on my phone
I'm the one who rings when I'm up home alone
Riding out the whip in that grey elantra
Green always on me looking like I'm rasta
Dressing but I don't need a belt
Spitting all these bars make a bitch's pussy melt
Call me Yung Jack posted up with the set
Know imma win yeah I don't even fret
Trappin keeping up my bad habits
Lemme steal your girl cause you know I'm a savage
Won't give her back for the rest of the night
Vanish into black gone know I just might