This is a song about "I got money on my mind"

Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

Now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind

Don't you know that im cold ...money gold on my mind

I'm the trill og and i be out here on the grind

Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind

Last night i was so fine, till i got demented, in the left side of my mind

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

I got money dripping from my pockets.

That i have enough time to write whats on my mind.

When it's repping time, i get on extra grind

Said i'll return but i gotta fight the fate's arrived

So now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind

I got money my crew and all the fans

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind

Now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind