Pusha T - Money on My Mind (Freestyle) lyrics

They thought I lay dead, I was playing possom
Spot me everywhere with the
8 like Kate Goslin
Niggas think they sit at the top
They just posturing
Now they hide their head like an ostrich
Optimus Prime and that gull wing
Feeling like I transform
Niggas still hands on
Whip it like a sandstorm
Had the audacity to sell it in a damn poem
Get you higher Angelo
The author of this anthems
Your punch lines are mere jabs
They see through
Like the clear glass on that
Coupe I steer past
Money on my mind like my pillow is a vault
You niggas is soft so on
That pillow’s where you talk
Can’t find it in them
D-list actresses on mattresses
Your real chance to loving you bachelors
I laugh at them
Don’t you know that it’s money over bitches
Bitches love money, I granting
Them three wishes, push

Shout out my nigga Don C, aka Givenchy Don C
Ya ain't even know that you
Got an aka did you? Always in that fly shit
Mike Dean what up? Brendan
Or should I say international
Brendan? Marcus Paul? Refresh, yeah
The fear of Gods in these motherfuckers
You can act like don’t hear this shit man
Niggas ain’t fucking with me man, no games
Yeah