Focus
Malcxm
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They said, "MALCXM where you goin'?" I don't do a lot of talkin' bruh But when it come down to it I'm gettin' lit like a party bus They say they wanna join But lil nigga, you ain't a part of us Got shooters in my circlelil nigga You ain't as hard as us Niggas wanna scrap any time that I call 'em wack But I got my nigga 'E' He little but, blow you back And I got my brother Brae We go way into the day So I just give him one call if they got somethin' to say He my big brother Don't want me puttin myself in jeprody So I call him if we got a problem F*ck a deputy Ain't tryna get arressted I'm a killer if you test it So dont come at me wrong I felt like I had to address it You switched up So I had to body you nigga You be flexin' only for pictures Tryna copy a nigga And all your homies fuckin' soft but shit I got me a killer You thought you had it But you lost it You ain't got it lil nigga All these people talkin' loud really drainin' my energy They be my enemies Frontin' like they bein' a freind of me I think it's jealousy That's why they be hatin' so heavily I just keep the music comin' And I do it so steadily Y'all treat me like a matress 'Cause y'all sleep But there's a lot of niggas that's rappin' So I'm just playin' for keeps A lot of rappers be cappin' That's only lastin' for weeks But I'm not gassin' I'm askin', "what do y'all niggas believe?" I'm eatin' this beat like its Thanksgivin' You be eatin these dirty broads I call that "skank livin'" And I'm gassin' all of these hoes Likes I'm tank fillin' And I got me shawty F*ck these hoes I ain't reelin' My flow is so cold nigga Like it's winter time Let them haters hate on a nigga They got a bitter mind Why you only come to studio wit a little rhyme? I'm a big dog bro, you the little kind My lil brother IKYS on that dark shit He be waitin' up at your door with the chop stick He be leavin' you niggas waitin' Watch the clocks tick I'm just playin' He ain't insane Whatchu thought bitch? People callin' me a rapper But I ain't I'm as fresh as a new house and wet paint And I've done some shit I ain't proud of I ain't a saint But you know I work to the bag F*ck whatchu think Aye, aye Me and lil brodie ride around in the coupie Got the tool I'ma use it Now your lil bitch is a groupie You gettin' chopped up I'm a monster Call the docter Grippin' the hunds tight I'ma fight We can lock up I'm a real nigga All you motherfuckers fake hard Cuttin the grass with precaution I know where the snakes are With my young niggas and you know we stayin' posted On my Pennywise shit I'll leave a motherfucker floatin' Nigga
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