Numbers Don't Lie ft. C-Trillionaire, Jacquees & DC DaVinci Lyrics

Mind on da money & da money on my mind

Fyb the gang & I got they back like spine

Came out the jungle gotta know how to survive

Men lie, women lie, numbers don't lie

Smoking on da weed like lalalala

Pockets fully loaded baby why would I lie

Man dese nigga pussy hope they got nine lives

Get rich or die trying everyday I'm on the grind

Get rich or die trying I feel like 50

I'm getting cheese in every state just like a philly

I pray every day in my head I know you hear me

Dey say hoeing the best thang going so I keep it pimping

Numbers don't lie

Trill don't either

When she hungry feed her meat

She a real dick eater

Saw my pops scrape it out da pan but his name ain't Peter

I don't work off in da kitchen but you know I got da season

Mind on da money & da money on my mind

Fyb the gang & I got they back like spine

Came out the jungle gotta know how to survive

Men lie women lie numbers don't lie

Smoking on da weed like lalalala

Pockets fully loaded baby why would I lie

Man dese nigga pussy hope they got nine lives

Get rich or die trying everyday I'm on the grind

I'm on da grind ima get it til it's over

Fuck my bed ima sleep on the sofa

Told my brother let's play smart & stack our dough up

& have this money when we older(Foreal)

I ain't beefing bout a bitch so what's the problem (you can have dat hoe)

LouieV compliment me I need a Sponser (yea)

Rolling tree inside a paper like a rasta (Wahgwan)

All my niggas shottas

Uon want these problems

Been going up for a long long time (a long time)

Still grinding all night all night

We guaranteed to eat you see it in my eyes hoe

It ain't no stopping me see money with a blind fold

Mind on da money & da money on my mind

Fyb the gang & I got they back like spine

Came out the jungle gotta know how to survive

Men lie women lie numbers don't lie

Smoking on da weed like lalalala

Pockets fully loaded baby why would I lie

Man dese nigga pussy hope they got nine lives

Get rich or die trying everyday I'm on the grind

Bitch

Drop them drawls

Aeen tryna conversate

She like

Boy you got hoes

Aeen talking crates

She right

I'm stacking money

I accumulate

My bitches

They eating each other

Thats a dinner date

Bitch I'm on a mission

To the top

I'm going solar

I got all this paper

I thumb through it like a folder

Im a soldier

Knocking down these walls like a boulder

I thought I told you

Pussy I expose you

Mind on da money & da money on my mind

Fyb the gang & I got they back like spine

Came out the jungle gotta know how to survive

Men lie women lie numbers don't lie

Smoking on da weed like lalalala

Pockets fully loaded baby why would I lie

Man dese nigga pussy hope they got nine lives

Get rich or die trying everyday I'm on the grind