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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I got my mind on my money and money on my mind/ Cat scan if you like you'll tell I ain't lying/ Verse One Money is all I know all I see and remember/ From January to December I'm about seeing my figure/ From big Bens down to the pennies and nickles/ I want it all, you can call me a penny pincher/ Pennies for my thoughts add to a couple million/ I paint a perfect picture money stacked taller than buildings/ Everybody getting money, me and my minions/ It's a domino effect because all of us getting it/ I can be a billionaire and still won't go in my pockets/ I never understood it ain't tricking if you got it/ If I gotta throw mines then I guess I don't got it/ I ain't never been that type I want all of my profit/ Money hard to come by my momma not a doctor/ My dad is not a lawyer, and my uncle is not a rockstar/ but I'm trying to rock hard so I want it all/ And when it comes to the money, I'ma get it till I fall/ Verse Two From being locked in the Penitentiary, I learned the value of money/ Because when I was dead broke it wasn't close to funny/ But I never been a dummy and I always had a hustle/ BY any means necessary, I'ma get something/ Everyday, I think of different ways to try and make a dollar/ And making my own money, I'm proud of/ Women wanna holla, dudes wanna be prostitutes/ Because they think I hit the lottery since I got a lil bread/ But really I'm just popping because the charts be topping/ And they think that I'm dropping but they outta their heads/ I get out of bed, thinking, money, money, money/ My palms steady itching so I know it's coming/ They told me if they hating on me then I'm doing something/ Because if I wasn't doing something, my name wouldn't be humming/ But I'm only worrying about the only thing on my mind/ And the only thing on my mind, is on it all the time/
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