Money on My Mind (feat. Lyrican)

Uh, yeah This one "Money on my mind" You motherfuckers are dead broke (real trap shit) (Shoutout to Lyrica on da hook) Me, I'd rather be dead than broke You motherfuckers are dead broke (dead broke) Me, I'd rather be dead than broke, oh, yeah (dead than broke) You motherfuckers are dead broke (dead broke) Dead broke Them hoes used to diss when we all was bruck (uh, uh) Now I make that money stretch like it's warmin' up I hit that bitch one time Now she's actin' like she knows me 'cah I made her strip like the front line Fuck a party, I ain't got time to rave Got a Ferrari in the microwave Me and my girl went on holiday Let my worker hit the sales like Boxin' Day I'm tryna stick to the plan I ain't visitin' the San Siro when I fly into Milan I'm a boss on the street 12 bills that's the cost of my sneaks (uh, uh) Crocodile, no Lacoste on my feet, uh (whoo, whoo) Pullin' up in German whips with no lease (uh, uh) Sold grease, then my pockets went obese Even though I'm a star, I'm out here sellin' coke (yeah, yeah) Your chick's starin' at a star, I never telescope I got money on my mind I swear I'm gonna win even if it kills me I got money on my mind The only way I'm gonna rest is if these motherfuckers kill me I got money on my mind I swear I'm gonna win even if it kills me (oh, my niggas is killing me) I got money on my mind The only way I'm gonna rest is if these motherfuckers kill me Uh, I told Fatz he don't need to do stick ups Cool when I pick up, I'm gettin' six packs and I don't do sit ups She saw how I blin', walk in the strip club and throw dough All them bitches call me Lord of the Rings Am I buggin' out or am I gettin' followed by feds? (uh, uh) If her body looks dead, then I'll just probably get head (yeah, yeah) When them paigons tried to slide through I was in the dinger hangin out the window with a Big Mac like a drive through Woman from home alone, birds all around me Ball so hard, Arsene Wenger wanna scout me (wanna scout me) I copped my YG a Ridgeback (uh, uh) Pebs up in his mouth like a Tic-Tac (them what?, them what?) Then I taught him how to whip crack Left him round a box like a gift wrap My baby mum said the fame gets to my head Told her give it a rest like a fed cause I got I got money on my mind I swear I'm gonna win even if it kills me I got money on my mind The only way I'm gonna rest is if these motherfuckers kill me I got money on my mind I swear I'm gonna win even if it kills me I got money on my mind The only way I'm gonna rest is if these motherfuckers kill me