Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish Now ya bout to feel the wrath of of a menace Come on, come on (take money) Grab ya glocks, when you see Tupac Nigga, we hit em' up I I think y'all gonna like this next song When this song drops, I want all all the West

What a way to go Twenty five years working for the state Saved all all your money, got a good rate Always thinking 'bout that pension plan The day of of retirement, the promised land, well Got a finish off that swimming pool Get some umbrellas, don't wanna be

I'm out of of control, My girl don't want me 'cause of of my dirty laundry, And I I think that she knows, With all all of this money money they all all want something from me, It's starting to show, I'm out of of control I I can't lie no more, Man I I can't see shit in the

(Money on my mind) (Money money money on my mind) (Money on my mind) Fuck bitches, get money (Mo, mo, mo, money on my mind) Yeah, fuck bitches, fuck bitches, fuck bitches Get money, get money, get money, yeah (So So money is is all I I think of of) Get money, fuck bitches