Money On My Mind

Yeah

I got money on my mind
I got money on the line
Y'all ain't really 'bout the grind
I been doing this for time
I ain't fucking with the blind
I been leaving them behind
Want me dead at twenty-five
But I'm really still alive
I got money on my mind
Too much money on the line
Too much shit been on my plate
And they [?]
I ain't fucking with the blind
I been leaving them behind
Want me dead at twenty-five
But I'm really still alive

Still alive, more alive than I ever been
Counting hundred bands with my hands till my head is spent
Just to numb the pain [?]
We are not the same [?] I ain't settling
For nothing less [?] playing chess
Tryna tell me how to do it, you ain't done to save your breath
Always looking for what's next, always plotting out the steps
Always paying off the debts, always quick to cut the checks
And I always been the baddest since I been [?] and I
Couldn't see it 'cause my vision clouded, now I
Wanna shine like a star up in the night sky
I been on a mission and it's once in a lifetime
Yeah, sick of sideline sitting-in-lining
Like I would never find my rhythm
But who I'm kidding? Can't nobody touch these flows
Blow a hundred like it's nothing, that's the life I chose, yeah

I got money on my mind
I got money on the line
Y'all ain't really 'bout the grind
I been doing this for time
I ain't fucking with the blind
I been leaving them behind
Want me dead at twenty-five
But I'm really still alive
I got money on my mind
Too much money on the line
Too much shit been on my plate
And they [?]
I ain't fucking with the blind
I been leaving them behind
Want me dead at twenty-five
But I'm really still alive

Look, yo I got M's like McDonald's arches
Call me the plug, I know they wanna pull me out the socket
Driving [?] mode in a Range going autopilot
Had to put the work in then I blew up like a bottle rocket
[?] PJ on a PJ out to Bali
Nasty said he need a feature, let me GPS the addy
I got this in my palm like those trees they got in Cali
Body every instrumental, eat the beat up like [?]
So you don't gotta ask whose cannon is hottest
Are you the king if your city if you leave half of them starving?
Keep my youngin round me just so we can add up the profit
I leave impressions, I don't do 'em, that's for Affion Crockett
I don't even need a scope for going after my target
I could be blindfolded drunk and I'ma clap 'em regardless
So much drip on me, I went from a tap to a faucet
My bros know if there's a problem then they have to go solve it, it's Merk

I got money on my mind
I got money on the line
Y'all ain't really 'bout the grind
I been doing this for time
I ain't fucking with the blind
I been leaving them behind
Want me dead at twenty-five
But I'm really still alive
I got money on my mind
Too much money on the line
Too much shit been on my plate
And they [?]
I ain't fucking with the blind
I been leaving them behind
Want me dead at twenty-five
But I'm really still alive

Hundred pack every six days, that's magic (real talk)
1.5 for the deal, now who's laughing? (Who's that?)
Bet twenty plus twenty boy just to match it
She a good bitch, don't fuck chicks who ratchet
Young boy, but my cake like I'm sixty
I don't gotta let off a shot, keep three with me
I booked it [?]
I do not repeat myself, we say it twice
You a man in your city but your city looks starving
Dirty bell hearings and a handful of pardons
This just feel like Jordan, Pippen and Rodman
Imagine the biggest you can then think larger
Benzes all black, the beamer wore blue
Cadillac off white, my old school new
Hah, it's easy to keep faking
Said it's your time but we still here waiting

I got money on my mind
I got money on the line
Y'all ain't really 'bout the grind
I been doing this for time
I ain't fucking with the blind
I been leaving them behind
Want me dead at twenty-five
But I'm really still alive
I got money on my mind
Too much money on the line
Too much shit been on my plate
And they [?]
I ain't fucking with the blind
I been leaving them behind
Want me dead at twenty-five
But I'm really still alive