Lyrics Concentrate - Mak11

I forget that bitch my memory so bad
But I can't regret that shit it made me grow man
I been smoking I been sipping yeah they know that
We stay focused on these digits I want more racks

We gon blow that like some dope
Know some hoes that love the coke
Got some goals I'm climbing ropes
On a roll and we ain't slowed down
Get the dough then get control
In my mode I'm in my zone
I been broke and all alone
Now I'm going for the throne, yeah
I'm up in the cut with my whole squad
Getting so drunk I might doze off
Give her no love just the pole vault
If you a dub then it's your own fault
If you gon jump well then don't fall
Why you be fronting you so involved
Got me dunking on em bro I ball
It ain't nothing how we going off

I forget that bitch my memory so bad
But I can't regret that shit it made me grow man
I been smoking I been sipping yeah they know that
We stay focused on these digits I want more racks

No devil on me but that Demon on my mind, yeah it haunt me
They check up on me watch me, scheming on my grind tryna copy
I flex they flopping, got em fiending for this shine but they sloppy
I'm next to pop you best believe it, guess you blind if you block me
Yeah my shawty she top me, she give me head bet she slop me
I'm getting bread they can't stop me, til I be dead like a zombie
This shit infested it's crawling, I'm disinfecting the lobby
Kid correcting his problems, the clique invested in profit
I'm interested in what's gonna make us pop, it's worth a shot
I work a lot, I had to turn up on the opps, they heard I'm hot
I'm serving pot, my mans keep work up in the spot
Your girl gon squawk, when she get turned into a thot
God damn I'm sure they gon be shocked
We been perfect with the plot, on God we scheming
All this Wock done got me swerving fuck the cops I'm not agreeing, nah
I saw em lurking on the block, one shot they grieving
Through this process found my purpose, not a prop what you perceiving, yeah

I forget that bitch my memory so bad
But I can't regret that shit it made me grow man
I been smoking I been sipping yeah they know that
We stay focused on these digits I want more racks

Self subservience over everything
Nah there ain't no wiggle room
Ain't you coming in between
What the fuck I'm tryna do
Who the fuck I'm tryna be
I could never follow suit
Now I'm staying true to me baby
In a pursuit of relation
Made to acquire some acres across the atlas
Match it with the sweet fruit of my labour
Yeah I'm prudent and naked
Wavering's not in my cause
Choose now and then later, it's elevating they chart
And it's like, the Father Time can wait for no man
Doing what you love is reality's greatest romance
I've come to take what's mine, they call me evil like I'm Conan
The stars just won't align without the work you got no chance
I gotta grow man, so much to show, so many goals I must accomplish
A lonely soul I stroll along the coast with no accomplice
Mind is running into chaos been remote in my subconscious
Concentrate there ain't no day offs, we not stopping 'til I drop dead

I forget that bitch my memory so bad
But I can't regret that shit it made me grow man
I been smoking I been sipping yeah they know that
We stay focused on these digits I want more racks