On My Mind

Aye Money on my mind I only think about thumbing Finger fucking through the pape this shit keep on coming My momma told me watch my back cuz these streets get ugly Don't fall inlove wit the game cuz these streets don't love you But I just keep on hustling 40 full of bald heads they think Debo coming Tryna take Ah nigga life or something We was young and thuggin guess we wasn't living right or something Late nights on the block you was home before them lights was coming When I die man they gone remember me hundred years But I can't die until I run up bout a hundred M's Lost so many niggas a hundred times I shed a hundred tears A hundred choppas wit a hundred rounds we tryna split his wig Don't bring yo hoe around Diggs he'll hit yo bitch Fuck and send her back I'll make you wanna kill that bitch And you can give her everything I'm still gone cram Every time I hit it we be laughing at how you a ham I'm taxing everybody around this bitch I act like Uncle Sam Fuck A tik tok brody do his dance on a gram That money always on my mind Crib in the burbs But I'm still A end baby The hood made me Momma tried to save me she couldn't the block raised me Niggas took my pops I grew up without a daddy Big bro 5'8 but he keep 'em a .57 Niggas out here broke as hell Chasing hoes like dummies How you do that When that money be the reason they fucking See I was raised by hustlers Real niggas known to stand on business Yeah I fell victim to these streets But I ain't no witness Tough niggas don't last long out here I always been the smartest They was smart too Them niggas knew they better not ever cross us Wait yo turn You hating on the next Don't ever be that guy Keep it G with me I know the real it ain't no need to lie (Free E Free E) Scream it until they free that guy Free that boy Reece It ain't long before they let him out R.I.P. my babies You know real niggas never die Just chopped it up with vinnie I ain't gotta write him letters now That money always on my mind