With money on my mind ya'll
I'm a do what I want to do I'm a play how I wanna play
I ain't standin' no haters I don't care how they feel I already got something to say But don't nobody want to listen We made it out the streets
These streets will kill ya What you think I'm strapped for And I ain't tryin' to go to jail And I don't follow no nigga Seen friends turn to foes Made my money off of hoes I just put it in their face Shit I bet I catch a case
Don't nothing come to a nigga Stop tryin' to block a playa Spread ya wings like Mike I'm lookin' at the clouds Whatcha cookin' in the morning Damn should laid on me (Say what) Should a put them on the stove Watch them screaming for profit (Talk to 'em) And I'm Still on the hood Shit Wild' out, Fuckin' hoes and shit Call the streets his trife
With money on my mind ya'll