Astrid Taylor - Dirty Money lyrics

Part I [Verse 1] Money on my mind All the time, all the time, oh Slangin', sellin', n***as 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***as 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***a [Hook] Dirty money, all I know is dirty money Millionaire, 30 under 30 money That my brother, but he down in murder somethin' Jae my brother, but he down the way [Verse 2] It's dirty I don't know where it came from It's dirty, I don't know where the name from New extended .30 and his hand gun And touching million ain't gon' change where we came from I can't let no f** n***as round me I can't let no f** n***as round me My lil n***as got a problem, we gon' go to work I bent the corner in that 7, I was smoking purp He said he's about to do a body told me hold his work He nearly fell up out the window, I had to hold his shirt, woah I can't let no f** n***as round me Got this 30 and my young n***a 'bout it, yeah Put that on my mama, I won't die no f** n***a When you start get commas, that's when they want to f** with you When you starvin', who gon' come pay that re-up with you? n***as left you out for dead and never stuck with you You had to feed the family, that's first Make them p**y n***as understand ya, that the first Rich and switch, 20 bands for a verse Rich and switch, 20 bands for a course I can't let no f** n***as round me But I'm 'bout it like these young n***as 'round me Liberace steady drippin' off my wrist Slip in Versace, then I mix it with the kitchen I lost my conscious the day I f** up with them chickens A lot of bread that we done f**ed off on these b**hes I know it's wrong, I know it's wrong, I know I'm selfish I see that Fendi, see Chanel, I can't help it Got all these problems and I'm just tryna dodge the devil We shot Diego then they gave Speedy double It hurt my heart when they immigrated (karo) He down to let these b**hes fly, no Furtado He down to let these b**hes sing, no vibrato He gon' let them b**hes [Verse 3] I got the liquor, the pour up And shawty she got all the dope I can roll with We run the city and I get the money from all the b**hes I roll with I hop in the phantom I hop in the phantom I hop in that b**h, I'm like yeah, yeah Don't tell me you at it, don't tell me you at it Don't tell me you back in this b**h, yeah I can't let no f** n***as 'round me I can't let no f** n***as 'round me Fa life n***a