Money on my mind All the time, all the time Slangin', sellin', niggas tellin' Catchin' feelings, on the low Friends switchin', different women With you every night Prayin', sinnin', sinnin', prayin' That the Lord, take my soul Money on my mind All the time, all the time Slangin', sellin', niggas tellin' Catchin' feelings, on the low Friends switchin', different women With you every night Prayin', sinnin', sinnin', prayin' That the Lord, take my soul Fuck with me The wolves come out at night nigga Dirty money, all I know is dirty money Millionaire, 30 hundred, dirty money Got my brother, buddy down in murder somethin' Jay my brother, brought him down the way He studyin', I don't know where he came from He studyin', I don't know where the name from New extended .30 and his hand gun It's such a [?] we gon' change where we came from I can't let no fuck niggas round me I can't let no fuck niggas round me My lil niggas got a problem, we gon' go to work I bet he come up in that set, I was smokin' purp' He steady plottin' through a body, told me hold his work He nearly fell off 'bout the week, had to hold his shirt I can't let no fuck niggas round me Got this 30 in my cup, nigga 'bout it, yeah Put this on my mama, I won't die no fuck nigga When you start the commas, that's when they want fuck with you Way you starvin', who gon' come pay that re-up with you Niggas left you out for dead and never starve with you You have to feed the family, that's first Bet no pussy niggas understated, that's the thirst Rich, switch, 20 bands for a verse Rich, switch, 20 bands for a course I can't let no fuck niggas round me Bet he body like he's yours, niggas round me, yeah The garage steady drippin' off my wrist Slip in Versace, down mix it with the kitchen I love my conscience, yeah I'm fuckin' with them chickens A lot of bread and weed, and fucked off these bitches I know it's wrong, I know it's wrong, I know I'm selfish I see that Fendi, see she deli, I can't help it Got all this pain I'm just tryna dodge the devil We shout Diego in the game, speedin' double You heard my Harlem niggas emigrated Carter He down to let the bitches fly, no Furtado He down to let them bitches see, no bravado He gon' let them bitches I had to lick off the poor Shawty, she got all the dope like I roll with it We run the city and I get the money From all of these bitches I roll with Hop in the Phantom, I hop in the Phantom I hop in that bitch, I'm like woah woah Don't tell me you at it, don't tell me you at it Don't tell me you back at that bitch hey, yeah I can't let no fuck niggas round me I can't let no fuck niggas round me Fly with me