Streets Is Cold Video (MV)

Money over everything, money over hoes too
Don't be quick to judge me 'til you walk a mile in my shoe
Money over everything, money over hoes too
To be about the green, you gotta be about that white too

Streets is cold, money is low
Plus I got some legal issues I don't wish to disclose
I never give a f*ck when I'm f*cking these hoes
All they care about is "could you buy me some clothes"
Some clothes? Bitch, wipe the coke from your nose
And lemme get another dance before you put on your drawers
Uh, handle my business and I'm out the door
Another day, another dollar, I'll be back in the morn', come on

Surrounded by strangers with familiar faces
Under street lamps on my knees saying my graces
But what do I pray for, should I say more
Let you inside my mind for that excitement you came for
Who do you confide in when your phone don't ring
How you gone shine if your chain don't bling
How you gone live if you ain't about the green
How the hell you gone f*ck if you ain't zestfully clean
That's what they care 'bout, you got dough, you got clout
Bitches only wanna know when I'm gone bring the trucks
At times I do things that's wrong to feel better, still
I still screw these hoes like a muh f*cking power drill 'cause

Streets is cold, money is low
Plus I got some legal issues I don't wish to disclose
I never give a f*ck when I'm f*cking these hoes
All they care about is "could you buy me some clothes"
Some clothes? Bitch, wipe the coke from your nose
And lemme get another dance before you put on your drawers
Uh, handle my business and I'm out the door
Another day, another dollar, I'll be back in the morn', come on

Another day another dollar, I can't survive off that
So I got a Dupes beat, decide to rhyme off that
The ladder of success, I wanna climb off that
I am afraid of heights, still make a dime off that
And I'm talking bad bitches
If shawty ain't fine, I simply turn the light switches
Off, and I vacate to the cabana
Picture me bonin' Scarlet Johanson or Rihanna, somewhere in Atlanta
Snap back to reality, back to the cold streets, back to brutality
Back to the land where the skinny niggaz ride
Alone on the pavement where the skinny niggaz die, no lie

Streets is cold, money is low
Plus I got some legal issues I don't wish to disclose
I never give a f*ck when I'm f*cking these hoes
All they care about is "could you buy me some clothes"
Some clothes? Bitch, wipe the coke from your nose
And lemme get another dance before you put on your drawers
Uh, handle my business and I'm out the door
Another day, another dollar, I'll be back in the morn', come on

Money over everything, money over hoes too
Don't be quick to judge me 'til you walk a mile in my shoe
Money over everything, money over hoes too
To be about the green, you gotta be about that white too