Money On My Mind (feat. Dgslim)

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Money be the only motivation that I need I Come from  the trenches, I got blood all on
My sleeves Jump straight off the porch and Go to runnin
It with speed My new bitch freaky like sexy Red but she
Got some degrees I got money on my mind, Money on my mind

I got money on my mind, money on my mind I got money on my mind, money on my mind
I got money on my mind, money on my mind I Had to cut him off, I got no new friends
Tryna buy a loaf, I'm tryna buy a Benz I could Tell he's soft, of course he gon
Pretend, Don't care bout what it cost, if I love You

I'ma spend Never trippin' by a bitch, cause I'm Too
Playa, I'm too trim Heard my lil bro takin' Chances, but them
Kind, they kinda slim Said I'm tryna cop a Birdie, tryna play
Above the rim It's a spur in everything, just Hope you dunking

It like Tim People askin' me bout Bre say they Heard
It through the wind I just tell them we ain't Work out like we
Ain't go to the gym Got my membership, I'm Platinum, I'm in Dallas
With a ratchet Old friends, they tryna ball With me, they ain't

In my bracket Get no sleep, I'm chasin' paper, I'ma sleep
Up in my casket I remember I ain't have a Dollar man, that
Shit was tragic I remember she went tryna Holla, passin
Me like magic Now she beggin' for that dick, I turned that

Lil hoe to an addict
Money be the only motivation that I need I Come from the trenches, I got blood all on my
Sleeves Jumped straight off the porch and got To runnin
It with speed My new bitch freaky like sex and Red, but

She got some degrees I got money on my Mind, money on my mind
I got money on my mind, money on my mind I got money on my mind, money on my mind
I got money on my mind, money on my mind
I'm just tryna stack it up, pile up all these Leaves

Don't f*ck with these lil' bitches, make these Hoes get on their knees
They call me Hot Boy like it's 500 degrees
Moolah, Fetty, Guap, I been stackin' all this Cheese
Soulja down, steppin', I got blood all on my Rees

Pop out in my section, you can't catch me like Some fleas
Beggin' me to dick her, I'ma give her what she Need
Donkey got them peas, we gon' send him by The keys
I'm knowin' what it is, I came up out the earth

Remember that lil' pallet, I done slept up on Some dirt
Got it out the mud, head first, I make shit work
Ballin' like the first, I might just buy a bitch a Birk
Spill blood like a Crip, well-respected like I'm Nip

For that cheese, get bagged like Cheetos and I Dip
Holla R.I.P. Big Zell forever, stickin' to the Script
Collectin' all my mail, they gotta see me off the Rip
Money be the only motivation that I need

I come from the trenches, I got blood all on my Sleeves
Jumped straight off the porch and got to Runnin' it with speed
My new bitch freaky like Sexy Red, but she got Some degrees
I got money on my mind, money on my mind

I got money on my mind, money on my mind
I got money on my mind, money on my mind
I got money on my mind, money on my mind
I got money on my mind, money on my mind

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