Texty:
Dirty Money Mind In Pieces

Looking back at growing up, I never thought we'd end up this fucked. My mind in pieces, we're stuck in a rut. We had the world in our grasp but we fucked

out of relationships I'm startin' to see that it's me where the complication's at But I'm layin' back prayin' that you get that piece of mind of me

V.I.Ped up Goin hard in body tap where they throw that cheeze up I been about my paper niggas know about my stack You dont like that dirty money send

zones 36 O's and I break 'em all down In and out of every trap All through the A-town The Embassy A.M.G. Young Money merger I'm a young champ like Ben

money where my mouth is and bought a grill Twenty carrots thirty stacks let 'em know I'm so fo real My motivation is from thirty pointers VVS, the furniture My mouth piece

[Verse 1] I hit the weed I told myself the last time would be my last I don't trust my own niggas now my mind racing fast got my foot up on the gas, got

Cause most these niggaz ain't livin' right Keep yo' pistol, fuck a fight 'Cause niggaz out here jack every night I keep my mind on my money, nigga, fuck

vampire slayer Unauthorized player, in the capitalist contest to see who "Gets Money" No milk and honey, in this land 'coz justice has been banned So it's play dirty

kid off welcome to organised crime money got me excited, I'm coming four or five times the '45 for you n-ggas with 9 lives Penthouse on college, money