Money on My Mind - Triple Beam

When I signed my deal I felt pressure Don't want to see the numbers I want to see heaven You say could you write a song for me I said I'm sorry I won't do that happily When I go home I tend to close the door I never wanted more So sing with me Can't you see I don't have Money on my mind Money on my mind I do it for I do it for the love I don't have Money on my mind Money on my mind I do it for I do it for the love I do it for the love Please don't get me wrong I wanna keep it moving I know what that requires I'm not foolish Please can you make this work for me? Cause I'm not a puppet I will work against your strings When I go home I tend to close the door I never wanted more So sing with me Can't you see I don't have Money on my mind Money on my mind I do it for I do it for the love I don't have Money on my mind Money on my mind I do it for I do it for the love I do it for the love When the sun will set Don't you fret No I have no money on my mind No money on my mind No money on my mind No I have no money on my mind No I have no money on my mind Just love I don't have Money on my mind Money on my mind I do it for I do it for the love I don't have Money on my mind Money on my mind I do it for I do it for the love I do it for the love I do it for the love I do it for the love I do it for the love

Mind on my money, money on my mind Trying to stack paper, counting every little dime Down to the penny, holla if you hear me I do it for the streets yeah, I do it for my city You know you gotta love it, oh-oh-oh You know you gotta love it, oh-oh-oh Stretching that paper long, shawty she wanna roll Tell me where you wanna go, girl See don't leave home without it (out it) Money gotta have, gotta have that bank American Express, all good-ood-ood But I need that cash in my hand point blank Smell, it touch it, ru-ru-rub it, hug it, lo-lo-love it Number one subject, keep me rubbing G-G5 on the jet to Dublin, I need that money Man people say wait, I think we cousins No you ain't I don't wanna break you off, I got cash to floss You can't gank the boss with that game (game) Bank tryna count my change (change) Stretch that paper with my aim Shoot me a stack to the brain Rock like number one, lac to the range Rambo cat, great with everything All this bread and still I want more All this cheese, I got the light dough All these P's, I got the beef flow Shawty if you wanna roll, lil' mama let's go My pockets is swoll, get rid of your clothes You're bumpin' that Hov, my mind on my dollars You already know, I got my Mind on my money, money on my mind Trying to stack paper, counting every little dime Down to the penny, holla if you hear me I do it for the streets yeah, I do it for my city You know you gotta love it, oh-oh-oh You know you gotta love it, oh-oh-oh Stretching that paper long, shawty she wanna roll Tell me where you wanna go, girl Hey, do-do-do it for the streets, streets Everybody in the ghetto gotta eat Could've bought me a Bentley G.T. But I fell in love with the size of the Maybach seats Feel like a king when I'm on South Beach Living that dream of this M.O.B. Get-getting that cream while I travel overseas Feeling them beats with the face of a queen Elizabeth, a little bit Need all my gwap, I'm loving it Short to the hood, I'm thugging it Wife beater off in public Got more G's than a government From the projects but I ain't struggling Get it popping, champagne bubblin' Rent copies, went so Southern Just bought a resort and I'm on three acres Go to New York and rock fuscia gators Dance aboard, six grand to the waiters Passport, I get it like the Lakers Off of the porch where they think about paper Don't need to fuck when I eat with the major Passport says I get rent in Malaysia All over Asia, 'cause my Mind on my money, money on my mind Trying to stack paper, counting every little dime Down to the penny, holla if you hear me I do it for the streets yeah, I do it for my city You know you gotta love it, oh-oh-oh You know you gotta love it, oh-oh-oh Stretching that paper long, shawty she wanna roll Tell me where you wanna go, girl Where all my NY, NY people getting cash We getting cash, getting cash, we getting cash Getting cash, we getting cash Where all my LA, LA people counting stacks We counting stacks, counting stacks, we counting stacks Counting stacks, we counting stacks Where all my MIA people that's throwing cash We throwing cash, throwing cash, we throwing cash Throwing cash, we throwing cash Where all my H-town people making stacks We making stacks, making stacks, we making stacks Making stacks, we making stacks Mind on my money, money on my mind Trying to stack paper, counting every little dime Down to the penny, holla if you hear me I do it for the streets yeah, I do it for my city You know you gotta love it, oh-oh-oh You know you gotta love it, oh-oh-oh Stretching that paper long, shawty she wanna roll Tell me where you wanna go, girl