T.I. - Mind On Money lyrics

rate me

Ft. Spodee, Troy Ave & Yung Booke

(Hook x2)

Money on my mind, on my waist be that strap

Here to fuck my grind, nigga, you dyin' in that stat

No joke niggas, I'm self made, I'm a dope dealer

In the drug game the doppest nigga

We play for keefs, we lay in sheets

These bitches don't want no broke nigga

(Verse)

Antecinin' it be endecin' it every time

That's why I got hard on every rhyme

Hard, nigga, that's why I thank God for every line

No more invest, you demolish things while I'm barely tryin' (?)

Hard shit, bitches all on my dick, they hangin' on my Calvin Klein

I'm an outkast and I got 3000 big boys with me, nigga

Sit down and get war with me, I'm droppin' bombs out local Baghdad

And a bitch bound to get more from me

She Bread Murphy gettin' horse from me(?)

Bitches smoked weed with a gat man but neva got high

Took 10/000 feet in the sky, in an aircraft

Trappin' money, they come outta trap bad

I'm a dope boy, I sell cocaine you neva had dealt

I'm a whole brick and you a drop band

I'm a scientist and you a lab rat

Now show me where the craft at (money, nigga)

I need real cheese, I'm a fresh prince, you gotta feel me

I keep a Smith & Wesson I will squeeze

But I got Reggie Miller shooters I ain't gotta take the shot

Shamal Kensley, I'm sharp percentage when I move the white

Even said to Reggie to make mills week, nigga

(Hook x2)

Money on my mind, on my waist be that strap

Here to fuck my grind, nigga, you dyin' in that stat

No joke niggas, I'm self made, I'm a dope dealer

In the drug game the doppest nigga

We play for keefs, we lay in sheets

These bitches don't want no broke nigga

(Verse 2: Troy Ave)

Troy Ave nigga, in my blue bag, nigga

35 for the kilos, get mine at the ? nigga

Pump my chips every flipper, fish scale, Mr. Flipper

Wait a minute, Floodina, I'm in the kitchen with ripper

Stuttering, goin' dummy, no other doors but the money

Get it sweeter than honey, you know how T roll ya dummy

Mobbin' deep cuz you nervous, it just be me during murders

Captain Loaf from survullance, I mean surveillance, we service

Cash business, you know, family, religion ain't dope

Ain't got my momma in snow, they made me the man and you know

I talk that shit when I flow, and it be facts

Only niggas from my blackboard, to big body bags of crack

Don't play me for no sucka, nigga, you can't afford that raffa (I know)

I made up from the dirt, made 6 figures, now I want 7

Millions, still keep me a million

I go stupider and get silly on em

Real nigga 4 real yellin' free Rum Pete on a pimp home

(Hook x2)

Money on my mind, on my waist be that strap

Here to fuck my grind, nigga, you dyin' in that stat

No joke niggas, I'm self made, I'm a dope dealer

In the drug game the doppest nigga

We play for keefs, we lay in sheets

These bitches don't want no broke nigga

(Verse 3)

I'm a jello thief turn dirt to sticks

Say any shit, bitch please!

Came from the bottom, you make it out

Make a bad 6-16

Cut the tongues out of my fuck niggas

Just thankin' this shit sweet

And I play ya dues, mr. My City

I dare young forget me

On dough I'mma flip out

Let's go scremmin' like 12 comin'

Before we go pow in the wood pow

Ye nigga really ain't know nothin'

They frontin'... with no fish to ride

I reel cash in, got the money, see?

I got good aim, I go to Baghdad, every nigga tryna front with me

(Verse 4)

I do a fuck nigga, catch a nigga empty out a clip like it ain't all that

Let em bom bom with em muthafucka let em cope right now

Whachya thinkin'? It ain't gonna bite?!

Gettin' high with a brand new bitch in a brand new car

Gettin' the same ol' brain

I'mma zone where A-Town thank yeah nigga

This here nigga ain't no game

Hey, I'mma trap till the finish

Remember me? I was standin' on the corner, I was 'posed to be in school

Know crack that we dealin'

Handle my business, get the money n' the stacks to the ceilin'

Pussy nigga, I would rather be the villain

In the Bentley with a couple hunnid mill, ride around with me

Spend to get a fuck nigga bare

In here muthafuckin' heard

Nigga I ain't worried

(Hook x2)

Money on my mind, on my waist be that strap

Here to fuck my grind, nigga, you dyin' in that stat

No joke niggas, I'm self made, I'm a dope dealer

In the drug game the doppest nigga

We play for keefs, we lay in sheets

These bitches don't want no broke nigga