Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Money on My Mind , by - Nines. Song from the album Loyal to the Soil, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 29.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Money on My Mind |
| Yeah, this one «Money On My Mind» |
| You motherfuckers are dead broke |
| Shoutout to Lyrican on da hook |
| Me I’d rather be dead than broke |
| You motherfuckers are dead broke |
| Me I’d rather be dead than broke |
| You motherfuckers are dead broke |
| Dead broke |
| Them hoes used to diss when we all was bruck |
| Now I make that money stretch like it’s warming up |
| I hit that bitch one time now she’s acting 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 Boxing Day |
| I’m tryna stick to the plan |
| I ain’t visiting the San Siro when I fly into Milan |
| I’m a boss on the street 12 bills that’s the cost of my sneaks |
| Crocodile no Lacoste on my feet |
| Pulling up in German whips with no lease |
| Sold grease then my pockets went obese |
| Even though I’m a star I’m out selling coke |
| Your chicks staring at a star I never telescope |
| I got money on my mind |
| I swear im 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 im gonna win even if it kills me |
| The only way I’m gonna rest is if these motherfuckers kill me |
| I told Fatz he don’t need to do stick ups |
| Cah when I pick up I’m getting six packs and I don’t do sit ups |
| She saw how I bling, walk in the strip club and throw dough |
| All them bitches call me lord of the rings |
| Am I bugging out or am I getting followed by feds |
| If her body looks dead then I’ll just probably get head |
| When them paigons tried to slide through |
| I was in the dinger hangin out the window with a big mac like a drive thru |
| Woman from home alone, birds all around me |
| Ball so hard Arsene Wenger wanna scout me |
| I copped my YG a Ridgeback, pebs up in his mouth like a tic tac |
| 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 im 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 im gonna win even if it kills me |
| The only way I’m gonna rest is if these motherfuckers kill me |