My Mind

[Chorus]
There is always money on my mind
Yeah yeah
Don't let your girl step right outta line
Yeah yeah
Yeah I am up in the fucking sky
Yeah yeah
I can't even tell if this my mind
Yeah yeah

[Verse 1]
Dumb haters talking outta jealousy
Then when we meet they be tryna be a friend to me
I don't even get it you were acting like an enemy
But I ain't surprised now I'm cooking up the remedy
I just want a few gold chains and a new boo thang
Ima big fuckin' boss just like I'm Bruce Wayne
I'm confusin' these old heads with this new slang
I be tired of these old girls yeah I need a new main
I be really just tryna figure out
What in the hell is life all about
I don't really need friends but I really need the M's
But I'm still feeling empty is there ever gonna be an end
Mother
Fucker's
Gonna
Talk that shit till they see me going up
I just can't fuck with that yeah fuck the fake love
Been betrayed all these years so I don't got no trust
But this girl blamed me so I left her in the dust
I don't really know love but I really know lust
But I'd rather get the money cuz that is a must
Got a real gold chain so there ain't no rust
I done made these mistakes and I learned all these lessons
When I realized it's God's plan I really stopped stressing
I come from the Blvd ain't no crescent
If the cop's come knock then there ain't no fessin'

[Chorus]
There is always money on my mind
Yeah yeah
Don't let your girl step right outta line
Yeah yeah
Yeah I am up in the fucking sky
Yeah yeah
I can't even tell if this my mind
Yeah yeah

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

[Verse 2]
Man
Why you always feel better when you're shit faced
Why you always feel like life is a race
Why you always feel like you gotta come up
Prove the haters wrong and shove it in their fuckin' face
Cuz you know I'm just grindin' and I really gotta lotta say
And I'm gonna stay
And I gotta go make my own way
And I'm gonna keep going everyday
Cuz you know I got all of these rhymes
And I'm rapping bout
Good and bad times
And you know I really gotta keep it real
And you know I really gotta grind
And appeal to all these shawties out here
Making cash it's bagged in the rear
With these tint lenses my eyes clear
In the whip we're driftin' I steer
You know my pockets are full
Never empty
I been runnin' up these bands yeah I got plenty
These people know me but they do not understand me
I got the loud pack dankin' up my fanny
I got worries I got problems but they come and go
I take dubs and I take losses but my life is not at a low
I've done so many things in my life that not one will ever know
Seasonal depression hitting hard gotta get right out of the snow

[Chorus]
There is always money on my mind
Yeah yeah
Don't let your girl step right outta line
Yeah yeah
Yeah I am up in the fucking sky
Yeah yeah
I can't even tell if this my mind
Yeah yeah

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah