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letra de on my mind - champ t

[intro]
all this money on my mind
all this money on my, on my, yeah
get that bag, getro

[chorus]
godd-mn, i can’t sleep, all this money on my mind
swear to god i gotta eat, i think about it all the time
mama told me, “sleep is for the weak, and stay up on your grind”
oh yeah, only thing that give me peace of mind
godd-mn, i can’t sleep, all this money on my mind
swear to god i gotta eat, i think about it all the time
mama told me, “sleep is for the weak, and stay up on your grind”
oh yeah, only thing that give me peace of mind, oh yeah
[verse 1]
i told ’em no love for the summer (for the summer)
movin’ silent, you would think i’m undercover
pleasе shut your mouth and get to work, motherf-cker
seen you out, and you ain’t еven make a sound, what a bummer
’bout it, bout it
get no racks, you say you next, i really f-ckin’ doubt it
talk ’bout racks, i really couldn’t give a f-ck about it
i’ve just been countin’ my blessings
i got a roof with a [?], i’ve just been [?] out
heard you move with a weapon, but see, i move with the best
and i’m ’bout to have ’em protected, i just don’t need no protection
i call my [?] the [fn?] ’cause she just came with her best friend
then she came with her best friend, are you gettin’ the reference? (hey)

[pre-chorus]
woah-oh
f-ck next, i just wanna be the best
but we got so far to go, oh
know we got a lot left, that’s why i just got-

[chorus]
godd-mn, i can’t sleep, all this money on my mind
swear to god i gotta eat, i think about it all the time
mama told me, “sleep is for the weak, and stay up on your grind”
oh yeah, only thing that give me peace of mind
godd-mn, i can’t sleep, all this money on my mind
swear to god i gotta eat, i think about it all the time
mama told me, “sleep is for the weak, and stay up on your grind”
oh yeah, only thing that give me peace of mind, oh yeah
[verse 2]
you know t, hit my line, what you need?
i’ve been up ’bout five, i don’t really get sleep
i’ve been out my mind, no brakes, let it speed
and i think i found the keys, b-tch, i do this sh-t with ease
get it poppin’ like some grease, i’m on three hundred degrees
god bless me like a sneeze, t like to show his t–th
’cause i’m grinnin’ from winnin’ and all the sinnin’ with women
he thought he came for the business and got punched out like a ticket, yeah
yeah, got punched out like a ticket
i know you see that i’m with it
i run it back like i’m emmett, yeah
fake smile, so you grimace
i know you mad that i’m infinite, and the sh-t here is limitless, yeah

[pre-chorus]
woah-oh
f-ck next, i just wanna be the best
but we got so far to go, oh
know we got a lot left, that’s why i just got-

- champ t

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