Money Is On Their Minds

Al-One:

Hey yo, fuck the five-0, this is 503

of course I'll make money, if not I don't eat

you squandering your dollars on these on-line freaks

I'm on my grind all week, raw rhymes on beats

all day, all night, paper's all I see

mind over muscle, hustle, plus emcee 'cause (money is on their minds)

Ethic:

We gotta hustle strong 'til the customer's gone

'til the rented van turns into a bus that we're on

an independent plan turns each one of us into dons

'cause the business end holds up just as much as the song does

and yeah it's all love, but it's all from our own pockets

and we can't eat off of small buzz (money is on their minds)

mo-b:

I'm old enough they used to blow me up on the hip

find a pay phone, hit 'em up and what it is

nowadays these kids' skins look like a iPhone

no fib, I can flip this shit with my eyes closed

yeah I took the spent money, my get ahead money

got my rea, my rea, my rent money, my rent money

you can bet money (money is on their minds)

Sapient:

I don't get innovated about car insurance

I wish I didn't have to pay it, but I'm hard at work

to make sure the insurance on my car is current

darkened circles around my eyes, I charm the serpent

A snake with a scaly greenback (ching)

I do what it takes to make my dreams happen so (money is on their minds)

Gold:

Like your life rests upon it

these economics trickle down through tinsel town via direct deposit

when in demand, my band need cash in hand

unless it's for charity [...]

anyone else up for the challenge

can catch a whatchamacallit

right before they holler "get your hand out my pocket!"

when (money is on their minds)

OnlyOne:

See his hoodie don't fit him but his fitted goes with it

Haters goaltendin' but hoes see him and go get him

They don't know no limit, they know no limit

There's no business like show business

This cakes I flip mo' and they call'em spliffs tho

Picking up the whole tab and putting just as much in the tip jar

They made it this far, no one gives up, they owe themselves this much

Guess if you ain't gave up, then you ain't gave enough

Maybe they should write more singles about making love

If they make up a dance maybe they'll get played at clubs

Make it up, maybe they're crazy, maybe they're taking drugs

Ten grains of sand and pen game is angel dust

Besides the major buzz I know they're gonna make it 'cause (money is on their minds)