Najee The 1 - Mad Money lyrics

Verse 1: Whole lot of money on my mind here All I speak is time shares All I know is stocks and bonds Real estate, this my year Presidential Roli tell time here Got two 9's with dime rears With two 9's in their Damier's She say toma papi- I say dame, yea Diamonds clear Never forget I came from there Bullet tips with your name on there You Get aired like planes flew in there Yea I grew in there Concrete jungle souvenirs Consist of bullets wounds and a buck 50 from ear to ear Get this clear Verse 2: Whole lotta money on my mind again I'm up all night again Draw up plays like Phil Jackson I got the soul like mike to win Just a thought of the money got me hype Marat get me on the line with Hype Somebody gotta film this right Sooner or later they'll try to k** this life But in the meantime f** these n***as with these weak grinds Slim pockets don't eat right I'm at a green light throwing the peace sign In a new coupe with the peace sign AMG sh**