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FOCUSED
Hip-Hop/Rap
FOCUSED was released on June 3, 2025 by WOLFKAMP STUDIOS as a part of the album BUILT 4 KAMP
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Release DateJune 3, 2025
LabelWOLFKAMP STUDIOS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sir JUNE
Sir JUNE
Background Vocals
Felipe Luis Gomez
Felipe Luis Gomez
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Felipe Luis Gomez
Felipe Luis Gomez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Faw Rifa
Faw Rifa
Producer

Lyrics

Come on
June
F-F-FA-FAW RIFA
I'm locked in, who ain't fuckin' with the Kamp.
If it's you against the wolf in the ring, you probably tap.
You got one chance when you pick yo' side, and ain't no goin' back.
I can't make no money with your bitch, ****, she a gnat.
Downtown racin' through the traffic, grams in a bag.
I been chasin' down spenders, got the devil on my back.
Grab yo' gloves and your mask, it get dirty in that lab.
I been focusing on my scale, I ain't been focusin' on rap.
Three iPhones buzzin' two of them crack.
Alleyway action halfway house, I'm back there servin' snacks.
I don't know what I spent on, phew, I ain't keepin' track.
I ain't been focusin' on rap.
I focus on whoever get to runnin' when they see drum attached.
I fucked up tryna see how much this shit could take.
I'm tryna fuck this bitch right now, she tryna make me wait.
I know some **** with no money, takin' hoes on dates.
What you need, I got 20, 40 dollar 8fs.
Yo bitch basic, I won't fuck, I'll let her give me face.
Stab her head for two hours, she ain't thinkin' straight.
She see I tweak, now she wanna tweak, she wanna participate.
He mad, he beat around the bush, he can't catch a break.
I just rolled a whole eighter, I can't catch my breath.
Runnin' laps round the city, I ain't got nothin' left.
I took a risk and caught that shit, and I ain't break a sweat.
I'm locked in, who ain't fuckin' with the Kamp.
If it's you against the wolf in the ring, you probably tap.
You got one chance when you pick yo' side, and ain't no goin' back.
I can't make no money with your bitch, ****, she a gnat.
Downtown racin' through the traffic, grams in a bag.
I been chasin' down spenders, got the devil on my back.
Grab yo' gloves and your mask, it get dirty in that lab.
I been focusing on my scale, I ain't been focusin' on rap.
Three iPhones buzzin' two of them crack.
Alleyway action halfway house, I'm back there servin' snacks.
I don't know what I spent on, phew, I ain't keepin' track.
I ain't been focusin' on rap.
I focus on whoever get to runnin' when they see drum attached.
Written by: Felipe Luis Gomez
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