Yeah, I woke up feeling so good this morning
Went to church yesterday
Preacher was like... you gotta smile through the tough times, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
It just really get..really getting prepared, you know what I'm sayin' for the big problems
Ain't no reason to be mad today, that's what I told myself
Can't wait to make it man I owe myself
Could've been like y'all niggas and sold myself
No homo I blow myself
Affiliated with the who's who in this shallow ass rap life
Where everybody claim that they 'bout the trap life
And we just seen you working at the cookout on Mooreland
And I ain't hating, know we all want more man
Staying focus through the chaos
Want my show line backed up junior say ah
Want my punch line backed up by the truth
Tell a lie, rapper stay out
Scotty got that shit that don't play out
Guess between the almost famous and almost poor
I'm only letting bad bitches get this Almond Joy
Then you stab me in the back I'm like "ah my boy"
If it ain't mula want you call me for?
Chorus
I'm only focused on one thing
(Nigga concentrate, nigga concentrate)
I'm only focused on one thing
(Nigga concentrate, nigga concentrate)
I'm only focused on one thing
(Nigga concentrate, nigga concentrate)
I'm only focused on one thing
(Nigga concentrate, nigga concentrate)
Verse 2
I mea...I'm focused on two things; loving myself, get money
Woke up, nigga feeling real sunny
I gotta watch you cloud ass niggas, always tryna throw shade, no good news always lookin' grumpy
I'm tryna get outta debt
Baby you fine I ain't paying for sex
Yeen ain't even make the GF you X
And when I'm done, listen ain't no FaceTime or text
I'm like Jigga on to the next, flex
Watch me stretch this dollar to the end of the week
Been starving like Marvin man I ain't eaten in weeks
Been so much going on I ain't been sleeping in weeks
They told me seven days without prayer make you weak
My cousin man he crazy he been praying for a key
I told him he don't need it but that nigga still proceed
I'm getting close, chaos been breaking out like crazy
But my homeboy trill, they be praying for me
Chorus
I'm only focused on one thing
(Nigga concentrate, nigga concentrate)
I'm only focused on one thing
(Nigga concentrate, nigga concentrate)
I'm only focused on one thing
(Nigga concentrate, nigga concentrate)
I'm only focused on one thing
(Nigga concentrate, nigga concentrate)
Cyhi
(Yeah, Zone 6 nigga, Scotty what's happenin?)
Verse 3: Cyhi
Yeah, I'm chasing every president on Mt. Rush Moore
Went from bullet holes in my truck door
This street shit I wasn't cut for
I was selling like 20 pounds a week, shit I thought I was drug lord
Fuckboys always wanna ruin a nigga day
I just wanted to wake up happy so I bought a crib in Love Joy
I used to catch Marta to watch dishes at this restaurant
I was the true definition of a bus boy (Ha)
Now I give you them same tokens
Stay focus, nigga that's today's slogan
I knew when I was driving that Bronco one day I'd be Range Roving
Feel good riding in luxury cars that ain't stolen
Had Dollar and a Dream now I'm J Cole'n
Blowin trees with all my necklaces on I'm chain smoking
My pantas pushing keys for Gucci they Zatoven
Where the dope heads feen for that boy like Frank Ocean
White or black you my nigga so how can you blame Hogan?