Right
Uh
Right uh
Feel me uh
Okay I'm always on my grind
Money on my mind
Get my shit express like it's running out of time
Up, I'm so inclined
What? I'm so divine
Only settle for dimes
Every medal will shine
Turn another chapter
Call me the money master
Settle for nothing after
Making the money faster
A picture perfect capture
Living and loving laughter
And anything coming after
The end of the day
Catch me praying with the pastor
That it will last for
Ever
Twenty-five lighters on my dresser
Yes sir
I get the cheese with the cheddar
And I'm so sick that I'm never getting better
Ever
Okay I'm always on my grind
Money on my mind
Momma always told me never leave without the nine
Clouds I'm on mine
Proud, my own shrine
Crowd, a long line
She foul but don't mind
I'm ever steady grinding
Money is steady climbing
Shining so bright I'm blinding
Searching but never finding
Worthless without the diamonds
Purchase without the priming
Business is what I'm minding
Money, gold, riches
Imagine if I combined them
Together, birds of a feather
Changing to like the weather
If I'm not getting worse then I must be getting better
I'm acting a fool, cutting up sever