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Paroles de la chanson Losing Focus par Bryson Tiller
Must be the liquor 'cause I, hmm I
I flew a stripper in tonight
And we shared
We shared intimate nights
We shared, oh, stories about life
And wrongs I'm still rightin'
And, hmm, hmm
And I know it don't make no sense
No, I don't wanna lose your love
How do we save it?
Girl, I used to be your favorite
'Til I got lost and found me, baby
And I lost phone 'cause I had to locate it
But did you notice, baby?
I flew a stripper in tonight
And we shared
We shared intimate nights
We shared, oh, stories about life
And wrongs I'm still rightin'
And, hmm, hmm
And I know it don't make no sense
No, I don't wanna lose your love
How do we save it?
Girl, I used to be your favorite
'Til I got lost and found me, baby
And I lost phone 'cause I had to locate it
But did you notice, baby?
Na, na-na, na, hmm
Oh na
See I'm losin' all my focus
If you chosin', am I chosen?
Cruisin' in this cold Benz
Soon pickin' up your friends
Give me dirty looks 'cause they know a lot
A hunnid with you, yeah, they know I'm not
I gave her twenty-five not a whole lot
I knew textin' you would be a long shot
'Cause these conversations been bone dry
You know that I've been in my zone, I
I fucked around and made this song, I
I hope you goin' out for a long drive
Listen to me, "Right My Wrongs"
I did wrong, baby, I ain't gon' lie
Long song, don't need a long time
Oh na
See I'm losin' all my focus
If you chosin', am I chosen?
Cruisin' in this cold Benz
Soon pickin' up your friends
Give me dirty looks 'cause they know a lot
A hunnid with you, yeah, they know I'm not
I gave her twenty-five not a whole lot
I knew textin' you would be a long shot
'Cause these conversations been bone dry
You know that I've been in my zone, I
I fucked around and made this song, I
I hope you goin' out for a long drive
Listen to me, "Right My Wrongs"
I did wrong, baby, I ain't gon' lie
Long song, don't need a long time
I need a phone line (Phone line)
Should I hit up 3-1-0 or 3-0-5?
She don't know, me oh my
Shoot the addy up, I bet I be on time
It's true that he lit like neon sign
But you gettin' lit with hate beyond mine
Cool as it is, you don't need my shine
Took a lotta time just to free my mind
'Cause I got too many thoughts packed
I got too many
Caught lackin' in the coupe with the new boo
I shoulda had the coupe tinted
You the baddest, yeah the shoe's fittin'
What's that Gucci or a Buscemi?
Got new Dior, three new Fendi
Yes, I'm foolish, I'm provin' it with a GG
Now that's a guilt gift
Should I hit up 3-1-0 or 3-0-5?
She don't know, me oh my
Shoot the addy up, I bet I be on time
It's true that he lit like neon sign
But you gettin' lit with hate beyond mine
Cool as it is, you don't need my shine
Took a lotta time just to free my mind
'Cause I got too many thoughts packed
I got too many
Caught lackin' in the coupe with the new boo
I shoulda had the coupe tinted
You the baddest, yeah the shoe's fittin'
What's that Gucci or a Buscemi?
Got new Dior, three new Fendi
Yes, I'm foolish, I'm provin' it with a GG
Now that's a guilt gift
Lookin' at the hands that I built with
And I'm thinking 'bout the things that I will fix
And I know you gotta heal just a little bit, but I will fix it
Tourin', all we needed was a little stitchin'
When I got money, shoulda been chill with it
Instead, I act dummy, ventriloquist
I know it's wack honey, got me feelin' sick
Must be the jet or hunnid
'Cause I found someone different tonight
And we shared
We shared intimate nights
We shared, oh, stories about life
And wrongs I'm still rightin'
And, hmm, hmm
And I know it don't make no sense
And I'm thinking 'bout the things that I will fix
And I know you gotta heal just a little bit, but I will fix it
Tourin', all we needed was a little stitchin'
When I got money, shoulda been chill with it
Instead, I act dummy, ventriloquist
I know it's wack honey, got me feelin' sick
Must be the jet or hunnid
'Cause I found someone different tonight
And we shared
We shared intimate nights
We shared, oh, stories about life
And wrongs I'm still rightin'
And, hmm, hmm
And I know it don't make no sense
No, I don't wanna lose your love
How do we save it?
Girl, I used to be your favorite
'Til I got lost and found me, baby
And I lost phone 'cause I had to locate it
But did you notice, baby?
Right now I'm focused, baby (Baby)
Yes, I'm focused right now (Focused right now)
Well, at least you know it now
Maybe we should slow it down
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All my niggas told me, "You gotta stop your distractions"
Just focus, focus, focus, focus, focus
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
How do we save it?
Girl, I used to be your favorite
'Til I got lost and found me, baby
And I lost phone 'cause I had to locate it
But did you notice, baby?
Right now I'm focused, baby (Baby)
Yes, I'm focused right now (Focused right now)
Well, at least you know it now
Maybe we should slow it down
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All my niggas told me, "You gotta stop your distractions"
Just focus, focus, focus, focus, focus
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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