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Bryson Tiller - Losing Focus (Audio)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Songwriter
Aaron Booe
Aaron Booe
Songwriter
Joshua Huizar
Joshua Huizar
Songwriter
Travis Walton
Travis Walton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Engineer
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistant Engineer

Letras

Must be the liquor 'cause I, hmm I I flew a stripper in tonight And we shared We shared intimate nights We shared, uh, stories about life And wrongs I'm still rightin' Mm, mm And I know it don't make no sense No I (no I), don't wanna lose your love How do we save it? Girl, I used to be your favorite 'Til I got lost and found me, baby And I lost focus, I had to locate it But did you notice, baby? Na, na-na, na, hmm Na, na See I'm losin' all my focus If you choosin', am I chosen? Cruisin' in this cold Benz Soon pickin' up yo' friends Give me dirty looks 'cause they know a lot A hunnid with you, yeah, they know I'm not Give her 25, not a whole lot I knew tеxtin' you would be a long shot 'Cause thesе conversations been bone dry You know that I've been in my zone, I I fucked around and made this song, I I hope you goin' out for a long drive Listen to me, "Right My Wrongs" I did wrong, baby, I ain't gon' lie Long song, don't need a long time I need a phone line (phone line) Should I hit up 3-1-0 or 3-0-5? She don't know, me oh my Shoot the addy, I bet I be on time It's true that he lit like neon sign But you gettin' lit with hate beyond mine Cool as it is, you don't need my shine Took a lot of time just to free my mind 'Cause I got too many thoughts packed I got too many Caught lackin' in the coupe with the new boo I shoulda had the coupe tinted You the baddest, yeah, the shoes fittin' What's that, Gucci or a Buscemi? Got new Dior, three new Fendi Yes, I'm foolish, I'm provin' it with a GG Now that's a guilt gift Lookin' at the hands that I built with And I'm thinking 'bout the things that I will fix And I know you gotta heal just a little bit, but I will fix it Tourin', all we needed was a little stitchin' When I got money, shoulda been chill with it Instead, I act dummy, ventriloquist I know it's wack honey, got me feelin' sick Must be the Jack Honey 'Cause I, found someone different tonight And we shared We shared intimate nights And we shared, uh, stories about life And wrongs I'm still right (right, right) And I know it don't make no sense No, I don't wanna lose your love How do we save it? (Huh?) Girl, I used to be your favorite 'Til I got lost and found me, baby And I lost focus, I had to locate it But did you notice, baby? Right now I'm focused, baby (baby, yeah, yeah) Yes, I'm focused right now (focused right now) Well, at least you know it now Maybe we should slow it down Oh, oh, yeah, yeah All my niggas told me, "You gotta stop your distractions" (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, uh) And be real focused, focused (yeah) Focused, focused (yeah) Focused, focused, focused (yeah)
Writer(s): Bryson Tiller, Travis Walton, Joshua Huizar, Aaron Booe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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