This is a song about "Money on my mine"

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

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

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

Shit with our whole family

How to get my rent money

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

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

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

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

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

My words are a flame, but they disturb stuff in vain, claim my money on the top,

Doing the moonwalk, hoping i blow up in time

With my permission, the devil took what's mine.

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

Ill just get my money then clock the fags on my block