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Money on my mind, money on my mind Money on my mind, money on my mind Money on my mind, money on my mind Money on my mind, money on my mind First comes the money, then comes power and respect When you're ballin' out of control, next comes bomb sex Pussy, of your choice like who's next Hit it and quit it, not even a text I'm from the bottom, so if all fails We go back to dope sales Time waits for no man Never been given nothing from no hand I see acres of my own land Got fans from Poland all the way to Thailand Same kid from the reservation Who can barely afford a gram and a tall can Now I see ounces and smoke till my lungs pop I'm tryna stack federal Till I have more power than these punk cops On top like the punk rock homies Mo Hawk Money on my mind, money on my mind Money on my mind, money on my mind Money on my mind, money on my mind Money on my mind, money on my mind Money on my mind, money on my mind Give me a million dollar deal, i wanna jump up on the radio Seems no matter how hard I go, I'm still looked at As a California Latino Unless I'm on a track, with Baby Bash or 40 water They ain't ever gonna play me, though It seems every girl I fall for Turns out to be a silly hoe, im tryna wake up to love Making walk into my studio, with cold marble floor Kush and money, a picture in every country Only one to break through In my whole family tree, the only green leaf Put it down for my society and hard workers Tryna make it out of poverty Only one from the block with a dream From the ghetto to the mainstream Money on my mind, money on my mind Money on my mind, money on my mind Money on my mind, money on my mind Money on my mind, money on my mind Money on my mind, money on my mind Money on my mind, money on my mind Money on my mind, money on my mind Money on my mind, money on my mind Money on my mind, money on my mind Money on my mind
Writer(s): Nicholas Havens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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