Lyrics:
my mind right
Gotta get my bands right
She wanna be in spotlight
Dat's off one night
Moving through the night life
She's fucking with the rich niggas
my high!
All I do is grind, fuck and work, I'm doin' overtime
I spit a rhyme, bust a verse and it'll blow your mind
All I do is grind, fuck and work,
throat when she suck
Always in the grind I be getting it
On my haters mind y'all so ignorant (ignorant ass niggas)
Claim you like my shit but don't like
I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we don't sell it
What I blow'll make a plane go
Them bitches say
on my wrist
Gelato smoke it up
I'm chiefing hella big
If she gon bruk it up
I might just grant her wish
2 cups (drank) put it out
Smoking gas by
it like this westside mack
Ride you like my Chevy, hit that ass front and back
Now tell me
[ Big Rich ]
Now how does it feel to make love
posh
We blow the bag, get the cake on the regular
Left the dealer, we throwin' by three thousand
Send her the pic of my new bitch, she jealous
I here
shotty blow
Fine pot of gold
Found by the stove
Red yellow go
Dread let em know
Bread feta dough
Make cheddar slow
Spread lettuce go
Incredible YO!
This is
This is all
Mind body soul
9 shotty blow
Fine pot of gold
Found by the stove
Red yellow go
Dread let em know
Bread feta dough
Make cheddar slow
Spread
the funds then I split wid it
A natural born money maker nitty-grit wid it
Ha? I get rich why'all
Ha, boy I done bought D's wid dis
Big bout-it Benz car
stays on the low
Keep my money on my mind and my mind on my dough
And I roll right, Dro tight you kno that flow like no other
So gutta, You gotta
Black like I'm racist (can't say that)
Rich, I got patience
Sprint, I didn't chase it
Really havin' cash but I act like I'm basic
Livin' in my past, I
Your number, won't store it
Call me, I ignore it (hello)
I might get a 'Rari, 200 I floor it (Rari)
I was broke yesterday (yeah)
I was rich by
that shit so
I had to make my own way by myself
I had to make a own name by myself
I couldn't get rich, I didn't have shit
I didn't have enough so I did
knows
When I flip the switch, shinigami me rich
Apple bottoms on my dick, apple money on my mind
Mackin' in my sweats on my free bar with time
I'm
broad day
Ay, nevermind what the blogs say
This what my mind and my heart say
My philosophy profit off of my properties
Get it, flip it, we got
Surrounded by crooks, full clips and fine weed
Choice clothes my mind blocked seein fine foes
Long nights bust those in small Christ
Niggas playin
gotta do
Association breeds similarity
That's why I'ma stay with real rich niggas
'til six niggas carry me
Poverty's a mind state
Time wait's for no man,
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
nigga thought I was rich
Tell em to follow the drip
Bought a impala to flip
Don’t get no hotter than this
I got the plot imma twist
I got a lot on my mind
I ain't got a big house
Benz or a white picket fence
But a nigga eat shrimp get lit
Nigga I'm rich
Got a MK on my wrist
Top down roll with a bad
Jiu Jitsu
With big booty Brazilian bitches
Cause my mind is shining like Jack Nicholson
I'm fucking brilliant
So till then it's no fun and all business
All my niggas, get your figures
And all my bitches, work that body
Yo, boss talk, nigga, start the car, let the Porsche talk
Crib big as AC,
a fair warning
Don't u blow it
Blame it on the grind
Running outta time
Money on mind
I'm cruising no Tom
That's all been on Ma mind
I'll make it here
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