Bm G I don't wanna be broke when I d-i-e Em F#m Wanna be livin' it up in VIP Bm G Tryna get in the club, they wanna see ID Em F#m Want me to wear nice shoes and a t-i-e Bm G I've been workin' and gettin' by Em F#m But that ain't enough to satisfy Bm G 'Cause I got dreams for you and I Em So I got money on my mind Chorus: Bm G So if you wanna stack it up, man, you gotta work for it Em F#m I-I-I-I-I-I Bm G Ain't nobody gonna be doin' it for ya Em F#m I-I-I-I-I Bm G I got dreams and I got time Em F#m But that ain't enough to get me by Bm G So I stack it up, man, I gotta work for it Em F#m Yeah, I got money on my mind Bm G I-I, I-I Em F#m I got money on my mind Bm G I-I, I-I I wanna flex hard like D-O-E But right now my car need the MOT And I can't give the valet no T-I-P But like him, I got dreams and they're B-I-G Tried to be a better guy But that weren't enough to satisfy I got dreams for you and I I got money on my mind Chorus Yeah, I know shit don't come free, you gotta work for it (Gotta work for it) Lamborghini Urus, bought it when I first saw it (Skrrt, when I first saw it) She caught me creepin', I had to buy her a purse for it (Purse for it) I think if I ain't have money, I'd be the worst for her And if I ain't have money, I woulda been lost her The loudest ones was the brokest, I was a shit-talker The loudest ones was the brokest and I was strugglin' (Uh) Girls called me friend, now they on me, that money comin' in (That money comin' in) Saint Laurent fiend, I put it in Louis luggages (Yeah, yeah) Took her to Celine, bought her a couple luggages Wasn't always sweet, Capri Suns for fifty cents (Yeah) Now I just hate to reminisce (To reminisce) Chorus I got money on my mind | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsD E Em F#m G Bm |