Lyrics:

[Chorus:]
Money on the mind
Hustlin` all the time,
All about the paper
Cause da youngn` on his grind,
Youngn` on his grind,
Young – youngn on his grind.

Some say I`m next to be the greatest,
Your jealousy comes with success, you can`t escape it.
The dirty little dudes will stress you when you take it!
Bless you when I`m speaking,
I chew one of you guys, yeah, boy I`m feasting.
Body covered with tates and good wheats,
And back to back, he spit fire u`mon slires,
Flames upon lames.
The same lil nigga just playing with dumb change,
You stand one lane I`m tearing through da streets
Ya you niggas beef and I ain`t saying I won`t a (no)
That well ve the day I give life to ya lil niggas
Some of them are older than me, but you all little haters.
Gowing too hard for me take a fall lil nigga,
Keep doing my thing ya you are a lil sicka (yea)
Splits and big chipas (yeaaa) young but rich niggas
You want that real shit well den fuck with wiz nigga! And I

[Chorus:]
Money on the mind
Hustlin` all the time,
All about the paper
Cause da youngn` on his grind,
Youngn` on his grind,
Young – youngn on his grind.

O.K.
Listen fan I hear you man, but I`m a little hotta (hotta)
Wiz could goin and I`ll be hard for you to get mafia (mafia)
Young monsta chumps could slump off ya,
Nigga wanna touch my flow fuckz wrong with`em?
Bomb like osamnem I
... you and me is in the compass...
That`s why I think they wanted real,
But they don`t really...
I do this here for really, though.
Damn chains, all I hear is from you fat guys,
I smell the discipline... cause with the world playing,
I`m that guy you can`t fight,
Another in the book to match...
You test the...
They not only can`t touch me lyrically,
You cowards can`t touch me literally.

[Chorus:]
Believe, money on the mind
Hustlin` all the time,
All about the paper
Cause da youngn` on his grind,
Youngn` on his grind,
Young – youngn on his grind.