Focus - Real Deal

Ayyo, I think it’s funny man

Everybody want something from you

Until you hit ‘em with a ticket

Money talks man, stop playing with me

Pay up

Life’s ills been giving your boy a standing aid

Box in at heavy when you’re a bantamweight

Boxed in and feeling as though you can’t escape

Last leg, the doctor’s about to amputate

Fuck it though, up and go

American dream on a dusty road

Test the fate ‘til yesterday gets swept away by the undertow

I’m back at it and I ain’t jaded or bitter

Shit we celebrate the summer when we make through winter

I told them never gonna quit, never gonna take this towel and let it touch the

canvass

I don’t understand this cowardice that’s running rampant

Life throws a curveball, everybody up and panic

Like they supposed to coach you through and pitch it underhanded

Throw a set, no regret, runway and a Boeing jet

8 hour shift, came out the pit like Boba Fett

I overstep nah, I felt froggy and so I left

You broke in debt and need a change and haven’t left the sofa yet

Money

You go into another man’s pockets when he

Hungry

And they gon' try to switch the damn topic, shit is

Ugly

And they told me that it’s dog eat dog

Well I’m on my job, blue-collar on a red-nose

Running

And tell ‘em all I want my fade, I said

Fuck it

Never want to pump my brakes, we bring the

Ruckus

They told me that it’s dog eat dog

Well I’m on my job, blue-collar on a red-nose

I just keep the blade sharp, ready for another notch

We don’t have the same heart, ya’ll are sweet as butterscotch

Suckers watch sideline, call my own and run a rock

You gon' wake the bubble ‘til you get your little bubble pop

I ain’t interested how you look at the glass

Fuck waiting for a brake, put your foot on the gas

They didn’t care who I was ‘til I put in the mask

Then hijack the spotlight when I took ‘em to task

I’m legendary, stop on the 32nd of Nevuary

Chasing Lady Luck like Ted and Mary ‘til dead and buried

Flavor of the month, nah I ain’t into Ben and Jerry

Try to see a plaque before they put mine up in the cemetery

You can be a boss or you can be a secretary

Letting someone tell you it’s necessary

And secondary, I ain’t here to preach

My old school ain’t a seminary

Fighter-Mama-Jean is in the gene, hereditary

Money

You go into another man’s pockets when he

Hungry

And they gon' try to switch the damn topic, shit is

Ugly

And they told me that it’s dog eat dog

Well I’m on my job, blue-collar on a red-nose

Running

And tell ‘em all I want my fade, I said

Fuck it

Never want to pump my brakes, we bring the

Ruckus

They told me that it’s dog eat dog

Well I’m on my job, blue-collar on a red-nose

Now you the bad guy all of the sudden, right?

Just ‘cause you wanna reap the benefits and shit

When these motherfuckers wouldn’t piss on you to put you out

But now they wanna handout, now they want you to bring ‘em up where you at

Fuck that man, pay up

I look like I’m out here, doing altruistic deeds and shit?

I got near 20 years in this shit man

Stop fucking with me