Murder on My Mind (Freestyle) -

Big backwood with trees, I will never roll no swisher

I know this bitch tryna play a game cause she begging me to pimp her

They know my fam quick to draw down

But I don’t write down with no pencil

Tryna eat in front me while I’m starving, you could never be my nigga

Read between the lines like a kindle

I swear it all could be so simple

Can’t really focus on nothing else got Benjamin on my temple

Got hella stock going up

More dividends when it’s ending

My paper route so livid & so vivid

When I wake up in the morning, I got money on my mind

100s, 50, 20s, 10s, and Even 1s & 5s

If it ain’t bout no money my nigga don’t hit my line

Headed to the bag cause I got money on my mind

I got money on my mind

Machine counting my money I got two thousand in 5s

Stack it with my brother, imma put him on for life

I just invested in this bitch she is intelligent & fine

Tryna drop a 10 but I will never drop a dime

You know my backie super fye

You losers move aside

I’m really on my business bitch I need a suit & tie

I only had 4 dollars for some food I fucking cried

That was 2015

Now I’m on my big league

When I wake up in the morning, I got money on my mind

100s, 50, 20s, 10s, and Even 1s & 5s

If it ain’t bout no money my nigga don’t hit my line

Headed to the bag cause I got money on my mind

I got money on my mind