Money on my mind

Money on my mind all the time It can't stop I stay up on my grind when I my shine it can't stop Homie I anit lying I got no time to play about it The banger on my side in case they slide to hate about it You never see me begging I go earn every digit I count I save it up and save it up I never hate on my dollar amounts Them pocket watchers lurking waiting to see me poor living homeless What a idiotic move trying to see me vulnerable looking hopeless Hocus-pocus I'm the dopest MC in the state My tracks make world shift like tectonic plates From state to state my fans sound systems earthquake windows shake on them fakes MFs out there trying to hate I keep a couple 100 rounds on me just in case they attack My ammo will make you face splat my aim accurate leave you staggering like wounded deer in the forest My bullets will take down a Stegosaurs You better listen to the chorus