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MONEY Video (MV)




Performed By: RAYTX
Length: 2:55
Written by: Andrew Ray




RAYTX - MONEY Lyrics




I'm Still
Tryna find a wifey on the Westside
I'm Still
Tryna see my momma on the Northside
I'm Still
Selling dope to niggas on the Eastside
I'm Still
Tryna find the parties on the Southside

I Still, Pop Pills
I Still, Hate You
I Still, Pop Pills
I Still, Love You

It's a shame, Cause my mind's still racing
Take a drink for the drugs I'm chasing
When I'm over you I'll have a celebration
Never thought to have a drink in moderation
Act if I never care
When the white folks stop and stare
On the westside, they never seen a black guy
Dread Hair, Cut Jeans, They think I got gang ties

No Love, No Love
I keep getting f*cked up
Crashing on the sofa
All my bitches coked up
Addicted to the scene
She so broke she gotta fiend
Know she always on her knees
But, I just sip my lean, yeah
Mix Aggression, with depression
Your obsession, is attention
Our Connections, More or Less Than
When you overdosed I, thought you learned your lesson
Don't care about the fame, I want the "dolla dolla bills"
Want a mansion off the lake
Take a joy ride through the hills
Screaming Death Before Dishonor, but you'll cry over some pills
But some things will never change, I'm still the same, and you know that...

I'm Still
Tryna find a wifey on the Westside
I'm Still
Tryna see my momma on the Northside
I'm Still
Selling dope to niggas on the Eastside
I'm Still
Tryna find the parties on the Southside

I Still, Pop Pills
I Still, Hate You
I Still, Pop Pills
I Still, Love You
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I'm Still
Tryna find a wifey on the Westside
I'm Still
Tryna see my momma on the Northside
I'm Still
Selling dope to niggas on the Eastside
I'm Still
Tryna find the parties on the Southside

I Still, Pop Pills
I Still, Hate You
I Still, Pop Pills
I Still, Love You

It's a shame, Cause my mind's still racing
Take a drink for the drugs I'm chasing
When I'm over you I'll have a celebration
Never thought to have a drink in moderation
Act if I never care
When the white folks stop and stare
On the westside, they never seen a black guy
Dread Hair, Cut Jeans, They think I got gang ties

No Love, No Love
I keep getting f*cked up
Crashing on the sofa
All my bitches coked up
Addicted to the scene
She so broke she gotta fiend
Know she always on her knees
But, I just sip my lean, yeah
Mix Aggression, with depression
Your obsession, is attention
Our Connections, More or Less Than
When you overdosed I, thought you learned your lesson
Don't care about the fame, I want the "dolla dolla bills"
Want a mansion off the lake
Take a joy ride through the hills
Screaming Death Before Dishonor, but you'll cry over some pills
But some things will never change, I'm still the same, and you know that...

I'm Still
Tryna find a wifey on the Westside
I'm Still
Tryna see my momma on the Northside
I'm Still
Selling dope to niggas on the Eastside
I'm Still
Tryna find the parties on the Southside

I Still, Pop Pills
I Still, Hate You
I Still, Pop Pills
I Still, Love You
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Writer: Andrew Ray
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