"Focus" lyrics

Fifty-fifty, indifferent, can't make my mind up
I look at us, now I'm thinkin' [?] lined up
Thinking shit would be easy, is it not that?
Bet your life would be better if I just fall back
And you're floatin' down the riverbed
You can do better, I know
I promise we will find a way
But it'll have to be without me
Run up on me, yeah, I keep that forty
Try to fuck around and end up slowly, now
There's no way 'round it
Your body, they never found it
As I clutch the bones
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, yeah
I know they don't get it
Told the reaper I'ma be there in a minute

Two-twelve, baby
Desert eagle singin'
Dead man lifestyle, might not make it, yeah
Two-twelve, baby
Desert eagle singin'
Dead man lifestyle, might not make it, yeah
Planning for a baby, I be goin' crazy
People act shady, lately I've been changin'
Lately I've been changin'
Ready for a baby, ready for a baby

Ayy, forty-eight, forty-eight, wind up my first forty-eight
Try to fuck me over, you gon' feel the pain
You gon' feel the pain
You gon' feel the, you gon' feel the pain
Back to the past, flash back to me
Baby, don't you ever feel bad for me
'Cause I'm alright
'Cause I'm alright
Ayy, ayy, hoppin' off the plane, new zip code everyday
I could feel your pain, I could feel the shit in every way
I just wanna find my way alone
Lights up, how'd the verdict go?
Jumpin' out the rain, blade swingin, any day
Okay, you don't like me, I don't fuck with you anyways