M.O.M.M. // G.T.T.M.

Some people think they can just do what they want But that's not how I moving in my life If you're not adding value in no type of way then you can leave for real I never thought that I'd see you again After all the things you said You've been playing games with my emotions Fuckin' up my head And when you text my phone, I ignore it I leave it on read I'd rather chill out by my lonely, count money instead Every time I turn around, you on my line I ain't tryna talk, you wastin' all my time We ain't gon' get it straight, we runnin' out of time I keep it G, yeah, I'm only on my grind Only Money On My Mind And I've been focused on this bread, gotta get it and go Somebody told me, chase my dreams, tryna sell out some shows You could've been right by my side, girl, you already know It's sad to see what you turned into, ain't chasin' no hoe I take these trips on DND, I ain't checkin' my phone Back-to-back business trips, that's why I'm always on the road Focus on better things, can't you tell that I'm in that mode The clock was tickin', you was late, so just leave me alone I can't believe there was a time I would call you my love And when I asked for help, you wasn't there, just a man up above I know you hate that I don't love you, it is what it was I found someone to treat me right, so I give 'em my all I found someone that I could splurge with and shop at the mall They say the bigger that you get, just the harder you fall I told Coach, put me in the game, cause I'm ready to ball And you could lose my number, baby, won't answer your calls I never thought that I'd see you again, after all the things you said You been playin' games with my emotions, fuckin' up my head And when you text my phone, I ignore it, I leave it on read I'd rather chill out by my lonely, count money instead Every time I turn around, you on my line I ain't tryna talk, you wastin' all my time We ain't gon' get it straight, we runnin' out of time I keep it G, yeah, I'm only on my grind Only money on my mind Hoes on this side, hoes on this side Ooh, ooh Hoes on this side, hoes on this side Yeah, yeah Hoes on this side, hoes on this side I keep me a weapon, talk down on the gang, MOB, we be steppin I don't like to flex, all this ice on my neck got me changin' the weather If you got a problem, there's definitely multiple ways we can finish it Just give me a second, I'll call up my bro tell em pull out the starter kit Now that boy finna run Like a rocket, we sendin' yo' ass to the sun That pack really strong, I swear that we smokin' them straight to the lungs It's crazy what money would do for you, now I just get what I want And I don't got time for complainin' and shit, I just get to the money I could do this the rest of my life, Monday through Sunday, seven days a week I'm sorry that shit wasn't it, your man's gotta tell you that them bars was weak I see your caption on the Gram, that shit just be cap, niggas talk is cheap I see your girl watchin' my story, I know what she thinkin', that she was with me I think I might give her a chance, that ass it got me in a trance Ooh, every second, I give it a glance Throw this money, she bust out the dance moves Like I'm Gunna, I'm keepin' it playa Don't talk on the phone, bitch, I'll talk to you later Swear to God that I'm changin' the game up, this prolly the reason they say that they hate us Every day, theres a new hater hating I just sit back, keep mindin' my business, and stackin' my paper On the road to the riches I'm outta here I'll see you later With my queen by my side, we be rockin' like Martin and Gina I keep me a weapon, talk down on the gang, MOB, we be steppin I don't like to flex, all this ice on my neck got me changin' the weather If you got a problem, there's definitely multiple ways we can finish it Just give me a second, I'll call up my bro tell em pull out the starter kit