Tommy Bunz lyrics

[Verse]
I've been focused on myself, you counting n*ggas' pockets
I've been having money talks, you n*ggas sit and gosep
Fresh crocks, got my kids living spoild rotten
City drama ain't a topic, when you in the tropics
Nobody in my lane, I'm just being honest
A hundred on one chain, when I'm being modest
Passing out rocks, had me receiving dollars
Handing out weight, had me receiving commas
Hoes looking at me, like they need a sponcer
But I be staying to myself, when I leave the concert
Street smart, and got a lotta cents
'Cause I was wrapped up in the streets before this rhyming sh*t
Patek on my wrist, they know what time it is
Pointers on my neck, they staring, tryna guess what size it is
And what the f*ck that gotta do with you?
You n*ggas took the hoes, [?]
I'm out the country, chilling by the pool
Wifey tryna take a pic, I'm making sure this bag move
Mission acomplished, now let's take a selfy
She get to blushing when I tell her she so f*cking sexy
It's my time, according to this f*cking presi
[?] the projector always showing Belly
Riding Benzes, like Tommy Buns
First I visioned the money, then went and got me some
Used to move loose, had to get it tight
Now money coming to me while I'm sleeping through the night
Wake up and hit the dealership
You still around this b*tch, saying what you finna get
My young n*gga on that [?] sh*t
Fronted him some work, now he focus, he be killing sh*t
Pradas on, with an [?] fit
[?] watch tell you I'm serious
How quick can you move a thousand? I'm just curious
If you ain't fast, then I'm furious
Leaving the phones behind, we don't talk around that Ceeri sh*t
Stacking commas, but I can't aford to slip, period
I've been on my sh*t, f*ck a club, f*ck a b*tch
Every dollar, every cent
Touch my hand, getting flipped
Pay all of my bills, take care of mama rent
You ain't stack sh*t, 'cause you caught up in the mix
I cut it all off, when I gotta go
Baby, I'm a hustler, even mama know
Deliver pies like Domino's
[?]
Six stacks, spent that in Louis, I just got a coat
Them b*tches coming off the boat, I just gotta quote
On the road to riches, had to leave a lot of folks
They was going one way, I was going another
If you can lose it and can't get it back, you ain't a hustler
Motherf*cker