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Yo, focus, held to blow up it's automatic Came a long way from when we used to steal fabrics , we real g's, got pushed in the dirt but groove like drop seeds Flow like drop breeze, hand speeds like , call hards and , Rap queens sell treese, Took my first mug shot, said cheese I'd rather die standing up than living life on my knees At the door, trying to score but I'm looking for keyz Niggers is soft like velour, y'all ain't fucking with me Outdoorsman, son I'm like a young George foreman And if I start losing my team will start swarming My flow is like burst of niggers get smacked for forging Trying to make a fortune, often called flossing Snatch a Porsche, and get straight like an abortion Caution 13 years with air forcing Mind on my money, money on my mind , in my pocket, they trying to eat mine Mind on my money, money on my mind And it's street to the cage my people we on grind Mind on my money, money on my mind Fat knots and hundred stacks having me feeling fine Mind on my money, money on my mind Used to get tax free loot all the time Hey yo, I spit fire with the , Godzilla Trying to get Michael Jackson money like Thriller Yo I shot 2 people, doesn't make me a killer But it never got back , who's iller Fuck subway, , ride in a Mercedes Benz Niggers know my name, they call me a legend Grow up like a rebel still trying to get to heaven I hope I have luck like playing triple 7's Lottery ,but I wasn't in the top 10 Nowadays walking I'm the greatest man Respect the , when you get to visualize Every member of my crew is trace , Part of an enterprising can't be denied Checks be certified , with every strive Yeah we striving for perfection , real hip hop nigger With no exception Mind on my money, money on my mind , in my pocket, they trying to eat mine Mind on my money, money on my mind And it's street to the cage my people we on grind Mind on my money, money on my mind Fat knots and hundred stacks having me feeling fine Mind on my money, money on my mind Used to get tax free loot all the time I'm on a patient, save your time making mine ,taking through his favorite crime , under 18, taking lines combined But blunts mix with hatches, makes specializing Putting pussies in caskets , the high local cut my hand , ,down the yellow brick road to find Toto, , Then they wonder why I'm always high, drunken shit , start killing for the fun of it , inspiring thoughts. .. out of the gutter And I ain't never going back, word of my mother Mind on my money, money on my mind , in my pocket, they trying to eat mine Mind on my money, money on my mind And it's street to the cage my people we on grind Mind on my money, money on my mind Fat knots and hundred stacks having me feeling fine Mind on my money, money on my mind Used to get tax free loot all the time Got my mind on my money, my money overseas In this swiss bank account they turn it into cheese The gold digger bitches be begging me , Could you please , chickens we have knees Bitch please get a job go and make your own green And I ain't only talking to you, your whole team Full of fiends who be trying to milk a nigger's green You don't work like I work, you don't do what I do You don't hustle like I hustle ... so screw you The worst when you family ask to borrow some cash And they don't pay it back thinking , And they spend it on some trees or the next big bottle My new motto's motherfuckers, you think I hit the lotto? If I did hit the lotto, would I be hitting you off? You the same little cousin that they pissing me off All the time cause I gave you all my nickels and dimes Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind Mind on my money, money on my mind And it's street to the cage my people we on grind Mind on my money, money on my mind Fat knots and hundred stacks having me feeling fine Mind on my money, money on my mind Used to get tax free loot all the time. Thanks to Andrei |