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Focus
3,460
Hip-Hop/Rap
Focus was released on January 1, 2007 by Universal Music Mexico as a part of the album Young Jeezy Presents U.S.D.A.: Cold Summer (The Authorized Mixtape)
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Release DateJanuary 1, 2007
LabelUniversal Music Mexico
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blood Raw
Blood Raw
Vocals
Jeezy
Jeezy
Vocals
Slick Pulla
Slick Pulla
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jay Jenkins
Jay Jenkins
Songwriter
Renaldo Whitman
Renaldo Whitman
Songwriter
E. Foxx
E. Foxx
Songwriter
Bruce Falson
Bruce Falson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Black Mob Group
Black Mob Group
Producer
Tony Rey
Tony Rey
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

New CTE
Slick Pulla
Blood Raw
Mr. 17-5
And you can call me Young
Get a boy stay focused
Last year alone a quarter mil off of strokers
Fresh back in town, looking like a star though
Came to bring my GT and my AR
My strap in my golf, my chop in my Benz
G behind the wheel, can't see behind the tints
Squad game crazy, been that way since the 80s
Fighting all the time with my crazy Uncle Grady
A million dollar man, but I'm still sharing space
Plus I promised King B I wouldn't let a **** play me
First I copped Mercedes, then I copped the shoes
Rap **** talking weight, that was back in '98
I'm straight
Don't nothing hate but a motherfucking hater
And don't nothing spin but this motherfucking paper
So don't ask us what we looking at homie
You know we got our eyes on that money
Don't nothing hate but a motherfucking hater
And don't nothing spin but this motherfucking paper
So don't ask me what I'm looking at homie
You know I got my eyes on that money
Fuck Bobby Drake, I stay with a stallion
The voice box, I speak for the masses
Slick Jeezy Raw, three the hard way
Get a game straight to you ****, no foul play
Came up from nothing, from the block we roll
Got my cleats tied up with my uniform on
Money in the mattress, I sleep on dough
You can shut the booth down, one sleep he flow
Fetti on my mind, with thoughts of more
Like Bruce Lee boy, yeah I got the glow
Lame **** quick to pause when they stashing hoes
We them **** in the trenches holding it down for sure
Don't nothing hate but a motherfucking hater
And don't nothing spin but this motherfucking paper
So don't ask us what we looking at homie
You know we got our eyes on that money
Don't nothing hate but a motherfucking hater
And don't nothing spin but this motherfucking paper
So don't ask me what I'm looking at homie
You know I got my eyes on that money
The streets are talking, but the boy on the grind
Fuck what they saying, I got money on my mind
Real **** love me, them ho **** fear me
Before I let 'em stop my shine, a **** have to kill me
So many haters, the boy ain't stunning
Middle finger out the Chevy, I don't see the motherfuckers
Don't nothing hate but a motherfucking hater
Ain't worried 'bout Raw, you better try to get some patience
Speak the truth, I'ma give a **** game
I ain't even do anything, I mean what I say
TBA still hungry, **** we gon' eat
Survive anywhere cause we came from the streets
Don't nothing hate but a motherfucking hater
And don't nothing spin but this motherfucking paper
So don't ask us what we looking at homie
You know we got our eyes on that money
Don't nothing hate but a motherfucking hater
And don't nothing spin but this motherfucking paper
So don't ask me what I'm looking at homie
You know I got my eyes on that money
Focus
Focus
Focus
Focus
Written by: B. Falson, E. Foxx, Jay Jenkins, Renaldo Whitman
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