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Bryson Tiller - Losing Focus Lyrics



Bryson Tiller - Losing Focus Lyrics
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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', mh mh

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, babe
And I lost phone 'cause I had to locate it
But did you notice, baby?

Na, na-na, mmh
Oh, na

See I'm losin' all my focus
If you choosin', 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 f*cked 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 way 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, honey

'Cause I found someone different tonight
And we shared, we shared intimate nights
And we shared, oh, stories about life and
Wrongs I'm still right-right-right

And I know it don't make no sense, no I
Don't wanna lose your love
How do we save it? (Yeah)
Girl, I used to be your favorite
'Til I got lost and found me, babe
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) All my niggas told me, "You gotta stop your distractions"
(Yeah, yeah, mh, mh)
And keep your focus, focus (yeah)
Focus, focus (yeah)
Focus, focus, focus (yeah)
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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', mh mh

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, babe
And I lost phone 'cause I had to locate it
But did you notice, baby?

Na, na-na, mmh
Oh, na

See I'm losin' all my focus
If you choosin', 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 f*cked 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 way 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, honey

'Cause I found someone different tonight
And we shared, we shared intimate nights
And we shared, oh, stories about life and
Wrongs I'm still right-right-right

And I know it don't make no sense, no I
Don't wanna lose your love
How do we save it? (Yeah)
Girl, I used to be your favorite
'Til I got lost and found me, babe
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) All my niggas told me, "You gotta stop your distractions"
(Yeah, yeah, mh, mh)
And keep your focus, focus (yeah)
Focus, focus (yeah)
Focus, focus, focus (yeah)
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Writer: Aaron Booe, Bryson Tiller, Joshua Huizar, Travis Walton
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




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