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Lyrics

I don't wanna be broke when I d-i-e
Wanna be livin' it up in VIP
Tryna get in the club, they wanna see ID
Want me to wear nice shows and a t-i-e

I've been workin' and gettin' by
But that ain't enough to satisfy
'Cause I got dreams for you and I
So I got money on my mind

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So if you wanna stack it up, man, you gotta work for it
I-I-I-I-I-I
Ain't nobody gonna be doin' it for ya
I-I-I-I-I
I got dreams and I got time
But that ain't enough to get me by
So I stack it up, man, I gotta work for it
Yeah, I got money on my mind
I-I, I-I
I got money on my mind
I-I, I-I

I wanna flex hard like d-o-e
But right now my car need the m-o-t
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

So if you wanna stack it up, man, you gotta work for it
I-I-I-I-I-I
Ain't nobody gonna be doin' it for ya
I-I-I-I-I
I got dreams and I got time
But that ain't enough to get me by
So I stack it up, man, I gotta work for it
Yeah, I got money on my mind
I-I, I-I
I got money on my mind
I-I, I-I

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)

So if you wanna stack it up, man, you gotta work for it
I-I-I-I-I-I
Ain't nobody gonna be doin' it for ya
I-I-I-I-I
I got dreams and I got time
But that ain't enough to get me by
So I stack it up, man, I gotta work for it
Yeah, I got money on my mind
I-I, I-I
I got money on my mind
I-I, I-I
I got money on my mind

Writer(s): STEVE MAC, ED SHEERAN, ARTIST JULIUS DUBOSE, FRED GIBSON

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