Lyrics FOCUS - DillanPonders

I reside, anywhere that I′m beside
From the womb to the tomb
We're all meant to meet our doom
I do LDS and shrooms
I always knew there was no spoon
I′m an Extraterrestrial going through
An existential crisis I am
Ready for the hike up hill but
I just Can't find out where the bike is
Your tapes trash I don't know how you hyped
Girls a hoe I don′t know how you wifed it
Made this shit for all of my mans
But it still rocks out Looking out
For the white kids, I dropped out of school
I had to break all the rules
I had a few people doubting me looking
Back man they all were tools
I′ve been sitting on so Much music
You would think that I bought a
Stool, introduce me to your girlfriend
I guarantee they all will
Drool, you used to disrespect me these
Days you're acting like we′re
Cool, broke a lot of hearts in my time
Looking back man I was pretty
Cruel, walking Round with so much drugs
You would think that I was
With a cartel mule
If you do me a Favour and say that
I owe you you're not my dude
I know you been tryna poison us ain′t
Telling you where I bought my
Food, security knows who I am
I got to the door and I Walked right
Through, I just had a talk with myself
'Bout myself and we caught eyes
Too, spend a lot of time in my room
Just working on me I ain′t
Thinking bout you, heh, looking
At life through new lenses
I don't got time for new friends
Lot of these hoes wanna
Come around but me and my wife are too
Endless, they wana kick it like a soccer team
Skated away like a hockey team
Walk in the room and they'll probably scream

From the womb to the tomb
We′re all meant to meet our doom
I do LDS and shrooms
I always knew there was no spoon

Listen please
I′m living life on a different steeze
I'm smoking on some different weed
I think I need some distance please
Know a few mans wanna sign this beast
I will decide over wine and cheese
Got this Down to a science
I been going long like a wide receiver
All cash niggas no IBC, love
And hate that′s what i receive
Mans been teefin' I can see nigga
I hang out where the Lions be
I don′t really care about eying hoes
Or buying clothes ima die in
Those, yall Ready know why my eyelids low
I'm getting high with the pilot bro
Found something to Focus on
What we gonna do when the oceans gone
What we gonna do when the hope Is gone
Thought about you when I wrote this song
Used to take xans i was dozing off
Now I have a pretty hard time
Dozing off, so many blunts the
Enormous bag of weed just Turned to
Enormous coughs, I′m spaced
Out even more than spock
Family said I was Born to pop
I knew I wasn't meant to work
No 9-5 I abort the job
I don't really got no Time for pigs
Finna turn all that pork to chop
Hated on me but of course he stopped
Guess to him it was worth a shot
Full clip, one in the chamber
Love and hate that′s one In the same
Ya′ll gotta stop with the fake shit
Guess that's up to the ones that′s
Running The game
Careful what you say cause one of these days
You might run into me, I am a Beast

From the womb to the tomb
We're all meant to meet our doom
I do LDS and shrooms
I always knew there was no spoon