It's Time To Stay Focused (Memory Reboot 3) - Kurdish

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I should've served the other one, but he right back for another one Quarter on a quarter, how you double up? Right off the bus Soon as the touch down, run the money up, one on one Cut water, a lil' vinegar mix, he toughen up, take another hit Still plenty room, you get money, with my run, been nothin' but a stunner ship I done upped the gun on a bunch of them, this what got 'em duckin' me Don't come out the house, like a punishment, hittin' two hoes at once, they jumpin' me Four-five yerks and they work is numb, me took forever to bust But she weren't rushin' me, ask anybody what's up with me Roll him, but it's off this, it's how I've been up a week, why niggas could never out-hustle me They was older, broker than a younger me, back then, they couldn't fuck with me I ain't never punch no Carter, made no money off no PPP Yeah, stay focused, you won't live, nigga And that ain't what you post on, it don't mean shit to a real nigga All it take for you, don't get your way, and now you feel different All it take for you, fuck up that paper, now you feel different All it take, don't talk to you for a day, and now you feel different All it take for you, to catch a case, and now you feel different I swear I don't feel niggas, mmm, make me feel different I swear I don't feel niggas, mmm, I never feel niggas (yeah, yeah) G's get established Whole bitch better bow her head when I walk past her, where your manners? As a kid, stayed with my granny, daddy went to jail for trappin' That was my only chance bein' happy, damn, what happened? Out come as my actions, talk shit and I back it, great example I'm the standard, come to preachin' what you practice Fuck it, actually, I can't fathom or rationalize it, move past it He done turned it from his section, island daily, well-resected Well-connected, look there, tell me God gon' let us into heaven with these five-sevens Yeah, stay focused, you won't live, nigga And that ain't what you post on, it don't mean shit to a real nigga All it take for you, don't get your way, and now you feel different All it take for you, fuck up that paper, now you feel different All it take, don't talk to you for a day, and now you feel different All it take for you, to catch a case, and now you feel different I swear I don't feel niggas, mmm, make me feel different I swear I don't feel niggas, mmm, I never feel niggas (yeah, yeah)

'Sup, niggas? How you niggas livin'? You all a'ight? Everything good out here? What's up, baby? Good, good, good How you feel, baby? Chillin' Got that money for me, man? I gotta make moves Yeah, I got it, but not all of it, yo What you mean, you ain't finished? I got robbed, yo (Park it around the block! Around the block, man!) The fuck you mean you got robbed, man? Who robbed you? That nigga, Duff Nigga Duff? Let this nigga Duff up on you, man, and take your shit? And my piece, man You had your fuckin' gun on you, man? What the fuck is wrong with y'all niggas? On the Grind for my fam grind for my set Keep my eyes on my woman hands on my chick Dark red in my eyes pride in my chest All hail Hustle God king in the flesh It's like I gotta get this cash so I'm not depressed My niggas slide with that 9 it don't got no kick Heard you didn't grind for your spot you just rode some dick I went from 0 to 100 such a magic trick She went from sight to a slut like Pamela Anderson You go from paid to being broke or tryna chase the bitch See when that moolah in my hand I'm mucho masculine Try me oh my you won't survive explode your abdomen Walk like a boss talk like a boss but you's an applicant You think your squad compare to mine now thats inaccurate You make a move the Waterboyz will sink your battle ship Then hustle family mafia come and wreck some shit Say that's your bitch but in her mouth is my ejaculant Hustle God like Dracula no I'm not average bitch Just smoking trees till I feel like I'm inanimate Must keep this focus otherwise why be inadequate Look here... you saw that jonesin' motherfucker that just ran out of here? That's my clientele That's real money right there Like... like what? I just made enough dough to bake biscuits for the projects, nigga Try a quick $800 in one day The fuck are you shrugging for? There's something wrong with your back? Yeah Look. This here is a hundred a pop. Only niggas with real dough fuck with this And that's all yours? Hell, yeah, this is all me!