Focus On The Money Lyrics - Singles - Dem Hoodstarz

Chorus 

I tell her imma husalah, she know who we are 

Focus on the money, the jeweleries, and the cars 

Pay the cost to be a boss and I ain't never leavin 

You do it for the Seasons, but I do it for a reason 

I'm out here on the grind, tryin to get ahead 

My shoes tied tight, runnin on my bid 

Been doin it for years, and they don't know who I-I 

I tell them fuck the world, I'm the hood and I'm the star 

Verse 1 

She might catch me at the club see me hoppin out the car 

V.I.P no search me payin at the bar 

You know who we are but this is who I am 

I'm about the money boy green makes you hail, hail 

I'm a certified husalah you know who we are 

Fast money, a lot of jewelery, baby we the hoodstarz 

I focus on the money and I'm tryin to get ahead 

I keep my shoes tied, I've been runnin out of bed 

I'm laughin at the haters, and wavin from the top 

See the smoke is all clear, but the boys still hot 

Yeah, the boys on the block and they never get an off day 

Them boys gettin crap, Burger King get it my way 

Chorus 

I tell her imma husalah, she know who we are 

Focus on the money, the jeweleries, and the cars 

Pay the cost to be a boss and I ain't never leavin 

You do it for the Seasons, but I do it for a reason 

I'm out here on the grind, tryin to get ahead 

My shoes tied tight, runnin on my bid 

Been doin it for years, and they don't know who I-I 

I tell them fuck the world, I'm the hood and I'm the star 

Verse 2 

Superstars, my night life is bananas 

A lot of girl, a lot of liquor, get your cameras 

No need for the hammer or no tempered tantrum 

We stay on the sshhhh we could of showed up in some pampers 

I got a big eagle, couldn't reach it on the ladder 

Balloons boy through the roof to the moon swagger 

I be on some red carpet clear stunna in my grown man clothes 

All I need is VH1 and we can make our own show 

Hoodstarz reality, Yall just doin it for the Seasons 

All purpose stunna boy, by all means we all eat 

Laugh but we still lead and everyday is a pay day 

Them boys gettin crap, Burger King get it my way 

Chorus 

I tell her imma husalah, she know who we are 

Focus on the money, the jeweleries, and the cars 

Pay the cost to be a boss and I ain't never leavin 

You do it for the Seasons, but I do it for a reason 

I'm out here on the grind, tryin to get ahead 

My shoes tied tight, runnin on my bid 

Been doin it for years, and they don't know who I-I 

I tell them fuck the world, I'm the hood and I'm the star 

Verse 3 

Middle finger to the fake, and a prayer to my haters 

Cause we make the money, and the money never made us 

New to the world, but in the hood I'm famous 

Rap it on for my city, and I represent my bangers 

We don't mention cocksuckers at the top cuz we show respect 

Put some rain on the track let them know its a rap 

I'm out here on the grind, I'm tryin to get ahead 

My shoes laced up, I've been doin this for years 

Cuz mommy I'm a husalah.. husalah...hus-hus-husalah 

Always been a boss man never been the customer 

Hoppin out with your bare feet, movin where's Rodney??? 

The boy gettin crap, Burger King get it my way 

Chorus 

I tell her imma husalah, she know who we are 

Focus on the money, the jeweleries, and the cars 

Pay the cost to be a boss and I ain't never leavin 

You do it for the Seasons, but I do it for a reason 

I'm out here on the grind, tryin to get ahead 

My shoes tied tight, runnin on my bid 

Been doin it for years, and they don't know who I-I 

I tell them fuck the world, I'm the hood and I'm the star