Slave
Money on my mind
Money, money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money, money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money on my mind, money money
Money on my mind
Money on my mind, money money
We all want that Lamborghini wealth, don't we?
Leather seats, with the beats so cozy
People looking at your shit, they so nosy
Money in your pockets, pockets full of posies
An attitude, that they can't and don't control me
You think you did but these people don't know me
The cash is lethal, I'm addicted like a needle
People begging on the the ground, saying this shit ain't equal
Bunch of pigeons and I'm soaring like an eagle
No family name, all these humans are deceitful
I could say that I love the money but that moneys evil
I look after myself and fill the lambo with diesel
The more you give, the more you take
You want that money, you want that fake
You just a bitch, you just a slave
Lose it all, when you in that grave
Money on my mind
Money, money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money, money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money on my mind, money money
Money on my mind
Money on my mind, money money
These people claim they love you, saying I can make you rich
But they remain above you, keep talking that and this
Sou um empregado, just talking about my fado
Stay away or fica no meu lado
Another lonely road, just let me head my way
Money in my pocket but I dread the day
Oh I ain't here to play and I ain't here to stay
Cuz I got shit to say and I got shit to pay
Money on my mind, all the fucking time
Country in decline, another fucking crime
Hungry when I rhyme, pockets full of slime
Funny how I shine, fuck it I resign
The more you give, the more you take
You want that money, you want that fake
You just a bitch, you just a slave
Lose it all, when you in that grave
Money on my mind
Money, money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money, money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money on my mind, money money
Money on my mind
Money on my mind, money money
Money, money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money, money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money on my mind, money money
Money on my mind
Money on my mind, money money
We all want that Lamborghini wealth, don't we?
Leather seats, with the beats so cozy
People looking at your shit, they so nosy
Money in your pockets, pockets full of posies
An attitude, that they can't and don't control me
You think you did but these people don't know me
The cash is lethal, I'm addicted like a needle
People begging on the the ground, saying this shit ain't equal
Bunch of pigeons and I'm soaring like an eagle
No family name, all these humans are deceitful
I could say that I love the money but that moneys evil
I look after myself and fill the lambo with diesel
The more you give, the more you take
You want that money, you want that fake
You just a bitch, you just a slave
Lose it all, when you in that grave
Money on my mind
Money, money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money, money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money on my mind, money money
Money on my mind
Money on my mind, money money
These people claim they love you, saying I can make you rich
But they remain above you, keep talking that and this
Sou um empregado, just talking about my fado
Stay away or fica no meu lado
Another lonely road, just let me head my way
Money in my pocket but I dread the day
Oh I ain't here to play and I ain't here to stay
Cuz I got shit to say and I got shit to pay
Money on my mind, all the fucking time
Country in decline, another fucking crime
Hungry when I rhyme, pockets full of slime
Funny how I shine, fuck it I resign
The more you give, the more you take
You want that money, you want that fake
You just a bitch, you just a slave
Lose it all, when you in that grave
Money on my mind
Money, money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money, money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money on my mind, money money
Money on my mind
Money on my mind, money money
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Writer(s): Sergio Contreiras
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