Money on My Mind (Freestyle)

Money on My Mind (Freestyle) [Produced by DJ Nasty, L.V.M. & The Runners] They thought I lay dead, I was playing possom Spot me everywhere with the 8 like Kate Goslin Niggas think they sit at the top, they just posturing Now they hide their head like an ostrich Optimus Prime and that gull wing feeling like I transform Niggas still hands on, whip it like a sandstorm Had the audacity to sell it in a damn poem Get you higher Angelo, the author of this anthems Your punch lines are mere jabs, they see through Like the clear glass on that coupe I steer past Money on my mind like my pillow is a vault You niggas is soft so on that pillow's where you talk Can't find it in them d-list actresses on mattresses Your real chance to loving you bachelors, I laugh at them Don't you know that it's money over bitches Bitches love money, I granting them three wishes, Push Shout out my ni*** Don C, aka Givenchy Don C Ya ain't even know that you got an aka did you? Always in that fly shit, Mike Dean what up? Brendan Or should I say international Brendan? Marcus Paul? Refresh, yeah The fear of Gods in these motherfuck*** You can act like don't hear this shit man Niggas ain't fuc*** with me man, no games, yeah