Mind On Money Lyrics - G.d.o.d 2 - T.i.

(Hook x2) 

Money on my mind, on my waist be that strap 

Here to **** my grind, ****a, you dyin' in that stat 

No joke ****as, I'm self made, I'm a dope dealer 

In the drug game the doppest ****a 

We play for keefs, we lay in sheets 

These bitches don't want no broke ****a 

(Verse) 

Antecinin' it be endecin' it every time 

That's why I got hard on every rhyme 

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

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

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

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

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, ****a) 

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, ****a 

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(Hook x2) 

Money on my mind, on my waist be that strap 

Here to **** my grind, ****a, you dyin' in that stat 

No joke ****as, I'm self made, I'm a dope dealer 

In the drug game the doppest ****a 

We play for keefs, we lay in sheets 

These bitches don't want no broke ****a 

(Verse 2: Troy Ave) 

Troy Ave ****a, in my blue bag, ****a 

35 for the kilos, get mine at the? ****a 

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 **** when I flow, and it be facts 

Only ****as from my blackboard, to big body bags of crack 

Don't play me for no sucka, ****a, 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 ****a 4 real yellin' free Rum Pete on a pimp home 

(Hook x2) 

Money on my mind, on my waist be that strap 

Here to **** my grind, ****a, you dyin' in that stat 

No joke ****as, I'm self made, I'm a dope dealer 

In the drug game the doppest ****a 

We play for keefs, we lay in sheets 

These bitches don't want no broke ****a 

(Verse 3) 

I'm a jello thief turn dirt to sticks 

Say any ****, bitch please! 

Came from the bottom, you make it out 

Make a bad 6-16 

Cut the tongues out of my **** ****as 

Just thankin' this **** 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 ****a 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 ****a tryna front with me 

(Verse 4) 

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

Let em bom bom with em mutha****a 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 ****a 

This here ****a 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 ****a, I would rather be the villain 

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

Spend to get a **** ****a bare 

In here mutha****in' heard 

****a I ain't worried 

(Hook x2) 

Money on my mind, on my waist be that strap 

Here to **** my grind, ****a, you dyin' in that stat 

No joke ****as, I'm self made, I'm a dope dealer 

In the drug game the doppest ****a 

We play for keefs, we lay in sheets 

These bitches don't want no broke ****a