Dirty Money – Tory Lanez

Money on my mind
All the time, all the time, oh
Slangin’, sellin’, niggas 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’, niggas 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

Fargo
The wolves come out at night, nigga
Uh

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

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 fuck niggas ’round me
I can’t let no fuck niggas ’round me

Uh, my little nigga 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 fuck niggas ’round me
Got this .30 and my young nigga ’bout it, yeah
Put that on my mama, I won’t die no fuck nigga
When you start get commas, that’s when they want fuck with you
When you starvin’, who gon’ come pick that re-up with you?
Niggas left you out for dead and never stuck with you
You had to feed the family, that’s a first
Make them pussy niggas 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 fuck niggas ’round me
But I’m ’bout it like these young niggas ’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 fucked up with them chickens
A lot of bread that we done fucked off on these bitches
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 niggas immigrated Karo
He down to let them bitches fly, no Furtado
He down to let them bitches sing, no vibrato
He gon’ let them bitches

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 bitches I roll with
Hop in the Phantom, I hop in the Phantom
I hop in that bitch, 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 bitch, yeah
Yeah
I can’t let no fuck niggas ’round me
I can’t let no fuck niggas ’round me
For life, nigga
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