Babyface Ray - Money On My Mind Lyrics

(We astronauts with this shit)
(I just need my space right now)

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

You don't come through and show love like you used to
You don't pull up to the hood like you used to (nah)
You don't get it in, buss juggs like you used to (nah)
You don't split pills and pour mud like we used to (nah)
Five-star, nigga, I can tell you ain't we used to it
Sorry, I don't fall, I done quick 'cause I've been through it
Midwest swang through the function sippin' Pimp Juice
Money on my mind, so it's hard for me to miss you

Back then I ain't have this up, sand in my Travis Scotts
New phone, baggin' up, clientele, baggin' up
Tellin' me to sign right here and get a large amount
If I ever do some flaw shit you better call it out
Took about three weeks, tryna read the fine print
Came in dolo, that's who I'm dyin' wit'
You ain't had the drugs, I had the flyest, had the slime shit
Everything black-blacked out, oh, that's MOB shit

You don't come through and show love like you used to
You don't pull up to the hood like you used to (nah)
You don't get it in, buss juggs like you used to (nah)
You don't split pills and pour mud like we used to (nah)
Five-star, nigga, I can tell you ain't we used to it
Sorry, I don't fall, I done quick 'cause I've been through it
Midwest swang through the function sippin' Pimp Juice
Money on my mind, so it's hard for me to miss you