In My Pockets RyderProfit (Ft. Casper TNG)

[Chorus: Ryder]
Money on my mind
Only money in my pockets
Get money all the time
Only stash it in my closet
You see me on the grind
Well, all niggas, they all love it
You chilling all the time
Boy, you fucking up your profit
Money on my mind
Only money in my pockets
Get money all the time
Only stash it in my closet
You see me on the grind
Well, all niggas, they all love it
You chilling all the time
Boy, you fucking up your profit

[Verse 1: Ryder]
I'm grinding all the time
Always like that since a youngin
I was selling rock solid
Adding food for the junkies
Niggas in the kitchen make it jump like a bunny
No more pounds for the low, let's plan a new robbery
Nowadays I don't complain
I don't talk I do my thang
If you don't have the same vision, no, I can't smoke, no, I can't hang
I am really in the field
With my brothers, down to kill
We be going for the kill
We gon' pop you like a pill
Some shit'll never change
Like the diamonds in my chain
The way that I keep winnin'
All these niggas and these lames
I need money all the time
So I'm grinding all the time
I ain't tryna hit the club
'Cause I'm stuck on the grind
My young nigga used to stack that shit
Now we smoke crack and shit
My niggas getting locked up for some years
You know they wack some niggas
I'm a River Side baby, can't compare me to these niggas
You know I'ma die for what I stand for so fuck these niggas