DJ Screw - Mind on My Money lyrics

[Everybody talking] Man it's about five in the motherf**in' morning (Ha, ha, ha) And a n***a can't sleep (Ha, ha, ha), ya know what I'm sayin' I'm thristy than a b**h, what's the deal sh** I'm bout to call up my b**h in the paint See what she up to, know what I'm sayin' Pull over and see what's the deal, know what I'm sayin' Nineteen ninety motherf**in' nine (Nineteen ninety nine) Nineteen ninety nine, can't you see, nineteen ninety nine (The whole Screwed Up Family) third coast, H-Town Texas ballers (Real G's hook it up) Got my money on my mind (Cause we down south) [Hook] We got our mind on our money, money on our mind Screwed Up Click for life and ya know we put it down We got our mind on our money, money on our mind Finger on our trigga n***a, hand on our nine [DJ Screw] I gotta thinkin' that I'm makin money all day And to my n***as that know, we all ball this way Never ever set trippin' got love for G's Pimpin' on my n***a, rise up of these I broke em' off in 92 schools, sh** on the under 96, 97 gotta trunk full of thunder All screwed up, pausin' music in the streets And got the Feds kickin' down doors searchin' for the cheese Down south, black Jeeps slangin' dope a** tapes Chopin' up records, spittin' game in the brace Outsiders lookin' in tryin' to see what I'm doin' I'm inside lookin' out now they plan is ruined Police takin' pictures of the crib yellin' "Drugs sold" 100,000 sold, what the f** I need drug fo' DJ Screw, independent in this game Sippin' Cogn with my n***as, ain't a damn thang changed [Hook x2] [Al-D] I didn't fall off like ya thought I would I done hopped of lockdown, ballin' in the hood G'd up on the set, soakin' wet Hoes lickin' my sweat, from my ankles to my neck And I ain't through yet, fixin' to cash my check Smoke a gank of stanky dank and ride until the sunset In my Hoo-Doo jammin' nothin' but screw-zoo Makin' boo-koo, I'm on the ends like I used to Still true to the game, swervin' lane to lane Mary Jane got my window pane foggy in the rain And man what a shame I feel so good Fresh off lock, a n***a back in the hood Ballin' outta control pockets roll to get swole up Screwed Up Click worldwide and takin' over Southside for life, this is Al-D Livin' my life as a young black G [Hook x2] [Mike-D] Yeah my cars roll candy and my hoops stay tinted Southside, 3rd Ward represent like I'm in it Now these n***as out here comin' and these cuts ain't givin' a damn Better adapt, as they strapped, why these hoes got me tapped Get a slub and hit em' in the freckles Lookin' for Hyde crock a lie with the Jekyll Chick be a trip so I peep when I flip They get more and more hip with every bumpin' hit With the turns, lettin' it burn, dodgin' white folks Zones to the dome got me guffed in weed smoke These streets be like freaks ready to f**, bu*t naked Get some of that head when they least expect it Glock sittin' on my hood's hip and I'mma bail That sh** was hell, had my ace brain under my fingernail Better smell the dope an*lyze the lines Gone off pine stayin' crooked all the times [Hook x2] [Clay-Doe] In this game if ya snooze ya lose I paid my dues, roads to riches is the path I choose Stackin' my fetti full focus, with my eyes on the prize Watchin' for hoes and foes while I'm on the uprise Fill the heater with extra clips, rollin' so low Cause ya never know what h*mo wanna break ya off on the low low Ridin' for mine cause I trust my b**h, my Glock For these n***as that shortstop, I bombard they road blocks And marked for d**h versus a damn Mafia hit Got me f**ed up from droppin' LP's with the Click We talk the talk and we walk the walk Realest n***as from the south straight hoggin' with the galk We got our mind on our money, money on our mind My fingers on my trigga and I'm gone off nine [DJ Screw ad-libs]