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Focus
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Focus was released on August 1, 2025 by Cleopatra Records as a part of the album GLE MUSIC
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Release DateAugust 1, 2025
LabelCleopatra Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
K Suave
K Suave
Performer
Man Man
Man Man
Performer
RackedUpRoy
RackedUpRoy
Performer
Kevin Gainer
Kevin Gainer
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Man Man
Man Man
Songwriter
Kevin Gainer
Kevin Gainer
Songwriter
Brandon Roy
Brandon Roy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Slayer Academy
Slayer Academy
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, Just poured a four of lean
I'm too high right now, might have a nosebleed
Kick that lil' bitch to the curb, you can't control me
Speeding in that Stinger, won't slow down, fuck the police
Coping with the pain, popping Percs on my lonely
Rockstar chain, bitch, I treat it like a trophy
This bitch ain't my main, gotta keep it lowkey
My young **** Euro stepping like Ginóbili
Boy, we having motion, hundreds ain't folding
Any bitch steady choosing, we the ones chosen
Money over everything, better stay focused
Won't give no bitch my wedding ring, gotta stay focused
Party pack to kill the pain and cigarettes smoking
Money never folding, pockets overflowing
She pulled up like she give me brain, wetter than an ocean
Now I gotta soak it, she fucking up the motion
Now I'm going up, she says she miss the old me
Last day in L.A., got on a plane and poured a three
Yeah, you act different, call a ****, you can't troll me
Yeah, you know that you're not alone, you can call me
Yeah, these Percocets like my IV, take 'em while I’m driving
She love me, I'm a real geek
I don't want no fake **** around me
Money, hoes, and drugs always surround me
Yeah, Just poured a four of lean
I'm too high right now, might have a nosebleed
Kick that lil' bitch to the curb, you can't control me
Speeding in that Stinger, won't slow down, fuck the police
Coping with the pain, popping Percs on my lonely
Rockstar chain, bitch, I treat it like a trophy
This bitch ain't my main, gotta keep it lowkey
My young **** Euro stepping like Ginóbili
Boy, we having motion, hundreds ain't folding
Any bitch steady choosing, we the ones chosen
Money over everything, better stay focused
Won't give no bitch my wedding ring, gotta stay focused
Can’t let a bitch get all of me, she can't even afford it
The amount I just spent in thirty minutes, I could've paid your mortgage
The life I live is luxury, her body, face, she gorgeous
They tryna count me out, but now I'm winning, racks long, ain't got no limits
She off a line of coke, she windy, yeah, I can't bring her down
Moving on them hundreds, got my own program, that I'm running
I'm in Cullinan truck, the doors go backwards, Double R
I'm too high, can't focus
If I need someone gone, they on it
Got knots in my pockets, they swollen
She thought she played my music, she stuck in her ways
We celebrating, she want to ruin it
I had to switch my plans up, sit back and count these bands up
I don't pour up Sprite, that's Fanta, she love me, said I'm handsome
Just poured a four, can't even stand
Yeah, Just poured a four of lean
I'm too high right now, might have a nosebleed
Kick that lil' bitch to the curb, you can't control me
Speeding in that Stinger, won't slow down, fuck the police
Coping with the pain, popping Percs on my lonely
Rockstar chain, bitch, I treat it like a trophy
This bitch ain't my main, gotta keep it lowkey
My young **** Euro stepping like Ginóbili
Boy, we having motion, hundreds ain't folding
Any bitch steady choosing, we the ones chosen
Money over everything, better stay focused
Won't give no bitch my wedding ring, gotta stay focused
Written by: Brandon Roy, Kevin Gainer, Man Man
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