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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 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 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 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
Smoke, they don't want
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none of that neither
Valor 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 wrap me
and 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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