Текст песни Concentrate - FadeTheGod
I'm
reading
not
feeling
Yeah,
okay,
yeah
They
say
I'm
flexing
I
ain't
do
that
shit
on
purpose
Can't
have
too
many
people
round
me
I
get
nervous
I'm
charismatic
when
it
come
to
all
my
verses
I
gotta
concentrate
Count
up
my
bands
I
can't
be
splurging
Count
it
up
yeah
aye
Count
it
up
Count
it
up
aye
yeah
Count
it
up
Count
it
up
aye
yeah
count
it
up
Aye
look
hold
on
I
know
they
jealous
Bro
it
ain't
my
fault
cuz
I
can't
help
him
If
they
ain't
with
the
gang
then
bro
they
helpless
And
if
he
show
out
for
his
friends
I
close
the
curtains
Hold
on
aye
I'm
high
af
I
don't
even
know
my
altitude
I
make
shit
shake
I
don't
even
know
the
magnitude
She
be
like
fade
you
the
nigga
I'm
attracted
to
I
feel
like
durk
I
got
a
voice
that
she
attracted
to
Yeah
Run
that
Young
fade
they
be
like
bro
where
yo
gun
at
Bro
don't
you
see
my
backpack
You
know
I'ma
blast
that
They
say
I'm
flexing
I
ain't
do
that
shit
on
purpose
Can't
have
too
many
people
round
me
I
get
nervous
I'm
charismatic
when
it
come
to
all
my
verses
I
gotta
concentrate
Count
up
my
bands
I
can't
be
splurging
Count
it
up
yeah
aye
Count
it
up
Count
it
up
aye
yeah
Count
it
up
Count
it
up
aye
yeah
count
it
up
(Bring
that
shit
back
in
let
that
shit
ride)
Yeah,
okay,
yeah
They
say
I'm
flexing
I
ain't
do
that
shit
on
purpose
Can't
have
too
many
people
round
me
I
get
nervous
I'm
charismatic
when
it
come
to
all
my
verses
I
gotta
concentrate
Count
up
my
bands
I
can't
be
splurging
Yeah
1 Flawed God
2 Dead & Loved
3 3B's
4 Behind The Music
5 Concentrate
6 Rich
7 Options
8 Changed Up
9 Tempo
10 Crash and Burn
11 Can't Fail
12 Get It
13 At This Moment
14 I choose You
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