Numbers Don’t Lie

[Chorus: C-Trillionaire]
Mind on the money and the money on my mind
FYB the gang and I got they back like spine
Came out the jungle, gotta know how to survive
Men lie, women lie, numbers don′t lie
Smoking on the weed like la-la-la-la
Pockets fully loaded, baby, why would I lie?
Man, these niggas pussy, hope they got nine lives
Get rich or die trying, every day I'm on the grind

[Verse 1: C-Trillionaire]
Get rich or die trying I feel like 50
I′m getting cheese in every state, just likе a Philly
I pray every day in my head I know you hеar me
They say hoeing the best thing going
So I keep it pimping
Numbers don't lie, Trill don't either
When she hungry feed her meat
She a real dick eater
Saw my pops scrape it out the pan
But his name ain′t Peter
I don′t work off in the kitchen
But you know I got the season

[Chorus: C-Trillionaire]
Mind on da money & da money on my mind
Fyb the gang & I got they back like spine
Came out the jungle gotta know how to survive
Men lie women lie numbers don't lie
Smoking on da weed like lalalala
Pockets fully loaded baby why would I lie
Man dese nigga pussy hope they got nine lives
Get rich or die trying everyday I′m on the grind

[Verse 2: Jacquees]
I'm on the grind, I'ma get it til it′s over
Fuck my bed, I'ma sleep on the sofa
Told my brother let's play smart and stack our dough up
And have this money when we older
I ain′t beefing 'bout a bitch
So what's the problem? (You can have dat hoe)
Louie V compliment me, I need a Sponsor (Yeah)
Rolling tree inside a paper like a rasta (Wahgwan)
All my niggas shooters
You don't want these problems
Been going up for a long long time (A long time)
Still grinding all night all night
We guaranteed to eat you, see it in my eyes, hoe
It ain't no stopping me, see money with a blind fold

[Chorus: C-Trillionaire]
Mind on the money and the money on my mind
FYB the gang and I got they back like spine
Came out the jungle, gotta know how to survive
Men lie, women lie, numbers don′t lie
Smoking on the weed like la-la-la-la
Pockets fully loaded, baby, why would I lie?
Man, these niggas pussy, hope they got nine lives
Get rich or die trying, every day I'm on the grind

[Verse 3: DC DaVinci]
Bitch, drop them drawers
I ain't tryna conversate
She like, boy you got hoes
I ain't talking crates
She right, I'm stacking money, I accumulate
My bitches, they eating each other
That's a dinner date
Bitch, I′m on a mission
To the top, I'm going solar
I got all this paper
I thumb through it like a folder
I'm a soldier
Knocking down these walls like a boulder
I thought I told you, pussy, I expose you

[Chorus: C-Trillionaire]
Mind on the money and the money on my mind
FYB the gang and I got they back like spine
Came out the jungle, gotta know how to survive
Men lie, women lie, numbers don′t lie
Smoking on the weed like la-la-la-la
Pockets fully loaded, baby, why would I lie?
Man, these niggas pussy, hope they got nine lives
Get rich or die trying, every day I'm on the grind