Tonart: E minor•
Verse 1
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Doctor,
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I did a CAT scan on my brain this morning
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And they found money on my mind,
you dig
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Woke
Verse 2
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Woke up with some money
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on my mind (money)
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Woke up, counting hundreds
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all the time (count it up)
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Woke up, eyes zoom in
I said doctor (doctor), I need
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a CAT scan (me too)
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Doctor, I need a CAT scan (me too)
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Woke up with some money on
my mind (run it up, run it up)
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Woke up with some money on my mind (run it up,
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run it up)
Verse 3
I think 'bout this money, it got me
Fill my Backwood with biscotti
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I'm Jordan, this paper be Scottie
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Hope I don't catch me a body
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Fifty thousand, it won't fit in no wallet
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Public housing,
we was stuck in them projects
Sixty-five, I I can't drive a Bugatti
Fell out with the plug,
I'm back in with Papi
Lambo truck is all I want to get
Forty drumming on some thunder shit
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Rubber grip, it hold a hundred clip
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I just fell out with another bitch
I'ma get back on the late night
I think I might need a CAT scan
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Fifties and hundreds my x-ray
More More green than
when the Jets play
Overnight then work the next day
UPS or we can Fed Ex
I'm tryna make me some
money with her
After that I get the head next
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Thinking back when I was dead stressed
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Selling dimes, two for fifteen
Three for twenty if I'm up already
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She playin' with it, tryna fuck already
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Woke
Verse 4
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Woke up with some money on my mind
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counting hundreds all the time
Woke up,
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I had something on my mind
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I need a CAT scan (y o doctor)
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Doctor, I need a CAT scan
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(money)
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Woke up with some money
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Woke up with some money
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on my mind
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My pistol is black, these
Verse 5
hundreds is blue
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I'm at the bank almost every day
See this shit on me,
you know that it's true
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I never gave a fuck,
me and this paper stuck
This shit be feeling like glue
I Range-d the the truck,
how could I make this up
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I'm just a nigga like you
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I'm from the bottom where we
gon' get money regardless
I'm not no regular artist
FN, this bitch came with a cartridge
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I had that butter shit, I called it margarine
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Now I make more than my teachers
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I bet I black out on all of my features
Broke, I call my cousin for sneakers
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Smoke, they don't want none
Velour sweats like it's '89
Me and Tory on some shit again
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She talk about me like a
cornball
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Knowin' she gon' let me hit again
Militant, from the trenches,
I can count up a million
Tryna wake up on an island like Gilligan
All of this money rob me
of my innocence
Verse 6
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Woke up with some
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Woke up with some money on my mind
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Woke up, counting
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hundreds all the time
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I had something on my mind
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I said doctor, I need a CAT scan
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Doctor, I need a CAT scan
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Woke up with some money on my mind
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Woke up with some money on
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my mind
Outro 1
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