M1ND 0V3R M0N3Y

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Visions of dollar bills circulate my system
Dreaming of millions I'd never state I'd miss em
Would rather, be in a county state prison
Sittin', lookin' at the bars like its religion (I already do)
Nothing could ever hold this beast in you know i'm beasting
Im being the monster that rap has been missing i'm in-sync
Bars will leave you paraplegic I mean it
I got you feeling some other kind of way
Do I join the force I do I sit at home and pray
You could never sway this mental intuition
Life if like a game and I'm cheating competition
Man I rolled the dice put forward propositions
Called your girl twice just to put her in positions
Didn't need her permission I could see she wanted it
An exhibition of submission she flaunted it
She started talking cash and i kicked out the door
Said I'd slaugther her and everybody that she tries to bring forth
Mind over money thats what my mummy always taught
And now I'm stressing can't find a penny in the draw
The only thing I'm Robin is the hoods train of thought
Never got me stopping until my face is on the floor

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NoCallsign
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