Focused 1000 Lyrics

Like you the man, they keep telling me you ticket out this shit, like you the man, go

Like you the man, they keep telling me im the ticket out of this, like you the man

They like you the man, you think nas the soccer mom, how we hopping out that van

Ayy be patient, don't rush, watch it fall up in your hands

They got booked for that one shit, it's falling on they mans

Big 4, Nick, falling on my pants

Your lics bogus, calling for a gram

I run through two phones, you can ask Sam

Like a group home, my brothers turn to fam

Ayy, put it on the floor like Mulatto

I'm Focus a thousand, I'm feeling like I'm Ralo

Kriss vec and this shit filled with hollows

Get to work, hit the road, free goggles

Ayy, my work so good, burnt his nostrils

Ayy, hit him in his bone, break his fossil

Ayy, tell them crackers for my nigga, Keef head honcho

If it's smoke, he get popped, run in his spot, now he popped smoked

Bitch, I'm always with Dial (dale), like I got soap

I just told my lil' brody yell if the cops close

Ayy, I just flipped the Ffffeeefff off the top rope

I just jammed that shh in the Fffffeefff, then I got dough

They like, you the man, you think nas a soccer mom

How he hopping on that van, be patient

Don't rush, watch it fall up in your hands

They got booked for that one shit, it's falling on they mans

Ayy, big folk, Nick, falling on my pants

Ayy, your licks bogus, calling for a gram

Ayy, I run through two phones, you can ask Sam

Like a group home, my brothers turn to fam

Niggas wanna talk how I talk when they wanna be just like me

Ayy, I'll let plug fuck my wifey

If you a real street nigga, you just like me

If you a young lit nigga, you just like me

He don't even know me, he dislike like me

Chico, he got rich up off the ice cream

He gon' get his lil' ass burnt talkin' spicy

Ayy, if you a stand-up nigga, you just like me

If you a stand-up nigga, you just like me

Man, them niggas got him smoke, tryna hype me

Ayy, ain't too many real niggas like me

Ain't too many real niggas like me

Ain't too many real niggas like me

You got smoke, tryna hype em

Ain't too many real niggas like me

Real niggas like me

On my daddy, nigga

They like you the man

Dada, you the man

Ticket in the trenches ,they like lil' dada, you the man