Mikel Spight - MoneyOnMyMind

Do anything for that paper
The paper
The paper or the cash
The cheese
The guap
The Cheddar or the bag
The Paper
The paper
The Paper or the cash
The Cheese
The guap
The cheddar or the bag

I've got money on my mind
Money on my mind all the time
Money on my mind
Money on my mind all the time
Money on my mind
Money on my mind all the time
I've got money on my mind

When you listen to these rhymes please take yo time
What would you do if all yo problems went away with mine
Conscience thoughts inside a cell with little time to speak
I'm feeling trapped inside my dreams with little air to breathe
Like every day I fight and struggle just to get it right
Feel like it's hopeless if they fail to even see my light
To reach the top would keep my pockets full with no regrets
My only wish is I don't hurt the ones that know me best
Man life's a motherfucker

I'm faced with situations on a daily struggle bussing
My ego keeps on tugging
Can't let shit go cus if I did that shit'll defeat my hustle
And I can't sleep without my feet to beat these demons grudges
If moneys evil why as people is we feening for it
If all us equals why yo hero's seem to keep on frontin
Man that shit funny get yo money don't apologize
Just know success comes with the pressure of one hundred knives
Do anything for dat

Do anything for that paper
The paper
The paper or the cash
The cheese
The guap
The Cheddar or the bag
The Paper
The paper
The Paper or the cash
The Cheese
The guap
The cheddar or the bag

I've got money on my mind
Money on my mind all the time
Money on my mind
Money on my mind all the time
Money on my mind
Money on my mind all the time
I've got money on my mind

Another day another dollar I can't let them breathe
My penny loafers gave me juice when I ain't have no cheese
When I was broke I had sacrifice a whole lot
Like having just enough of that gas to cut the whole block
But now I'm cool and I ain't sacrificing close to nothing
Even when my niggas in the streets keep getting close to hungry
What should I do
These ain't no questions for the ordinary
My fortune teller keeps a local guide of corners buried
It's sorta scary like a nickel diming mortuary
Just wish my future knew my karma like the choice I'm bearing
This shit get stupid if the greed is more than Jordan nailed it
So I can't choose it if the scene aint close to sorta scary
Cus I'll confuse shit if the green ain't come with more discourage
And that's a path that only God will know when your discouraged
Just keep your head up let these niggas know that's yours to curry
Then get yo bread up cus for more there's more than quarter earning
Do anything for dat

Do anything for that paper
The paper
The paper or the cash
The cheese
The guap
The Cheddar or the bag
The Paper
The paper
The Paper or the cash
The Cheese
The guap
The cheddar or the bag

I've got money on my mind
Money on my mind all the time
Money on my mind
Money on my mind all the time
Money on my mind
Money on my mind all the time
I've got money on my mind

Sick full of that conscious shit well at least I'm kinda conscious bitch
Tricks pull up at concert trips well at least I'm good like mommas chips
What I look like sponsoring all the things that mitigate accomplishments
For a fee and a rocket ship
I wouldn't leave my team on a rock that splits got a lock that shit
Like a top that spins on a dot that's crisp
Uh
Gotta watch my spit
When I get Carrie way for the money in a gym like a mop that missed
Now it's obvious

If the money gone come
Then umm

I guess I'll be rich

But Then
Again
If it don't guess a banks what I'm gone hit

And a tree full of green what I'm gone pick
When the vines don't split and the time don't
Slip and my rhymes don't hit and my mind own
Shift and my grind don't stick and my dime don't chip
And my swine don't shit in backyard full of discards of a monster pit
So sponsor this
That's my dick if you think yo lil money gone make me an awful prick
Bitch

I'd jump off the ship of accomplishments if my boss ain't shit
How ima get rich
And I don't need offerings
Just the same kind of chance that an off white cop would get
Gotta change my plans for the fam and a dream on my land where I could fish when I get chips

Written by:
Mikel Spight

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