Dirty Money lyrics

Part I

[Verse 1]
Money on my mind
All the time, all the time, oh
Slangin', sellin', n*ggas tellin'
Catchin' feelings, on the low
Friends switchin', different women
With you every night, woah
Prayin', sinnin', sinnin', prayin'
That the Lord, take my soul
Money on my mind
All the time, all the time, oh
Slangin', sellin', n*ggas tellin'
Catchin' feelings, on the low
Friends switchin', different women
With you every night, woah
Prayin', sinnin', sinnin', prayin'
That the Lord, take my soul

Part II

[Intro]
Fargo
The wolves come out at night, n*gga
Uh
[Chorus]
Dirty money, all I know is dirty money
Millionaire, 30 under 30 money
That my brother, but he down to murder someone
Jae my brother, but he down the way

[Post-Chorus]
It's dirty and I don't know where it came from
It's dirty and I don't know where the name from
New extended .30 in this hand gun
And touchin' millis ain't gon' change where we came from
I can't let no f*ck n*ggas 'round me
I can't let no f*ck n*ggas 'round me

[Verse 2]
Uh, my little n*gga got a problem, we gon' go to work
I bent the corner in that 7, I was smokin' purp
He said he's 'bout to do a body told me hold his work
He nearly fell up out the window, had to hold his shirt, woah
I can't let no f*ck n*ggas 'round me
Got this .30 and my young n*gga 'bout it, yeah
Put that on my mama, I won't die no f*ck n*gga
When you start get commas, that's when they want f*ck with you
When you starvin', who gon' come pick that re-up with you?
n*ggas left you out for dead and never stuck with you
You had to feed the family, that's a first
Make them pus*y n*ggas understand ya, that's a first
Rich and switch, 20 bands for a verse
Rich and switch, 20 bands for a course
I can't let no f*ck n*ggas 'round me
But I'm 'bout it like these young n*ggas 'round me, yeah
Liberace steady drippin' off my wrist
Slip in Versace, then I mix it with the kitchen
I lost my conscious day I f*cked up with them chickens
A lot of bread that we done f*cked off on these b*tches
I know it's wrong, I know it's wrong, I know I'm selfish
I see that Fendi, see Chanel and I can't help it
Got all this pain and I'm just tryna dodge the devil
We shot Diego then they gave Speedy double
It hurt my heart when n*ggas immigrated Karo
He down to let them b*tches fly, no Furtado
He down to let them b*tches sing, no vibrato
He gon' let them b*tches
[Outro]
I got the liquor, the pour up, and shawty she got all the dope I could roll with
We run the city and I get the money from all the b*tches I roll with
Hop in the Phantom, I hop in the Phantom
I hop in that b*tch, I'm like woah, woah
Don't tell me you at it, don't tell me you at it
Don't tell me you back at that b*tch, yeah
Yeah
I can't let no f*ck n*ggas 'round me
I can't let no f*ck n*ggas 'round me
For life, n*gga