Babyface Ray – Money On My Mind Lyrics

I’ve seen the times changed
Game gettin’ bigger, the circle get smaller
She crank when she done get that boy, ’cause I gotta spoil
[?] come and flexin’ on niggas, I feel like [?]
Louis everything, I don’t like it, I change to Dior
Niggas bite the hands that feed ’em, I’ma guess that they greedy
She had her man decided to leave her, she tryna chase me
Put that shit off, start tweakin’, just call me [?]
Black [?] in the club and I ain’t [?]

He don’t come through and show lovе like he used to
Hе don’t pull up to the hood like he used to (Nah)
He don’t get to [?] like he used to (Nah)
He don’t split pills and pour mud like we used to (Nah)
‘Fore I started [?] we used to it
Sorry, I don’t fall, I done quick ’cause I’ve been through
‘Member it was [?] through the function sippin’ Pimp Juice
Money on mind, so it’s hard for me to miss you

Back then I ain’t have this up, sittin’ in my Travis Scotts
New phone, baggin’ up, [?] baggin’ up
Tellin’ me to sign right here and get a large amount
If I ever do some [?] shit you better call it out
Took about three weeks, tryna read the fine print
It was me and [?], that’s who I’m done with
You ain’t had the drugs, I had the flyest, had the slime shit
Everything black-blacked out on this MOB shit

He don’t come through and show love like he used to
He don’t pull up to the hood like he used to (Nah)
He don’t get to [?] like he used to (Nah)
He don’t split pills and pour mud like we used to (Nah)
‘Fore I started [?] we used to it
Sorry, I don’t fall, I done quick ’cause I’ve been through
‘Member it was [?] through the function sippin’ Pimp Juice
Money on mind, so it’s hard for me to miss you, yeah