Dirty money thirsty hungry, im on my grind, gotta make it to the top cuz im out of time, all i need is one chance, and im gonna make it, you got the spot but u slippin and im gonna take it coming from the land of tans and tent revivals so many killers a lower chance of survival and the 5.0 really aint playing witcha thought u had a chance til u felt the pain hit ya dirty money cuz what i do for it is so wrong fingers stained cuz i been getting it for so long one more come up and man I swear I am so gone, but then you do and the pull of it so strong and every song on the radio is about you, like the game couldn't go on without u all around you feds suddenly surround you, heart stops the clock stops and the time tries to drown u out the gutter gotta hustle no other choice, speaking for the broken people they dont have a voice, all the noise is lost in the crowd no justice no peace. police stand down u understand now just how it's going down, where it stops no one knowing how, but at least now i knowthat everybody woke now, and in the darkness there's a little ray of hope now, so proud of how far ive come hoping god forgive me for the wrong that I've done that dirty money catching up before you even know where to run when there ain't no where. left 4 u to go bullet holes litter a trap house walls I nearly died in that trap house hall they say that pride comes before the fall if i hadnt hit the ground i wouldnt be here at all