Focus The Truth - Murderer // Never Change lyrics

Verse1 I told that b**h bring a friend she better be 10 (Bl-oW) Time to make sure the party begins Bring a vowel and make sure it's an “O” Ill breaks it down with the homies soon as I finish this show Selfishness not condoned Toothbrush and my phone Suitcase filled with clothes almost time to get home This girl s**ed me until I'm weak I had to leave the crib she kept touching me in my sleep And her feelings getting too deep and me Too reserved you really must have some nerve You'll understand me better if you sit back and just observe Gotta hold back your ego Me and Sholz the second coming of Guru and Primo Trying to live like a Beatle From Abbey to Berwick Road to the heart of Jamaica Queens I'm making money from shows some call it chasing a dream I'm focused on the latter White wine in my bladder Pockets little bit fatter Not really worth bragging Just give me the beat ill turn into the music a**a**in I'm A Chorus Verse 2 Bl-oW A n***a k**ing sh** trying to be good but I'm spitting it out so venomous Snake like break mics Lyrical beast sh** Brake lights behind the car Doorway half ajar No limelight just hit the bar Scope the scene swaggin with the shoulder lean Of course I'm clean Alexander McQueen jackets It was a gift Find it hard to coexist with these fake people I'm learning though Hit the stage I'm not afraid I just burn the show No features Jordan sneakers and all of this pain A feeling I can't explain traveling through my veins I squeeze the mic until my forearm cramped Focus the Truth or Foc Trilla Dressed like a dope dealer These guys cool but me I'm a gorilla Beating my chest I want to quit but I'm one of the best In love with success I see it in the mirror That's why I feel you when you say I'm realer But still you dudes looking unfamiliar I'm a k**er Last Verse Feed the fam eat good and avoid prison Music murderer I'm starting feel like my vibe different Bound to get this money I can feel it my eyes twitching Was raised to close my mouth G'zz don't tolerate dry snitching Drive slow playing life after d**h Feeling so notorious Old school gangsta flows this is euphoria Wise with the heart of a lion cuz I'm a warrior Not done smashing these songs go get the coroner I'm a mother f**ing k**er n***a That's why they call me Foc Trilla n***a And I ain't made it till I'm riding down my block with Miley Cyrus And I'm in a chinchilla n***a