Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Money Man
Money Man
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tysen Jay Bolding
Tysen Jay Bolding
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Section 8
Section 8
Producer
Chi Chi
Chi Chi
Producer
Frankie Bash
Frankie Bash
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It's hard to find loyalty these days, that shit rough
If I was down bad with nothin', would you be there?
Miss my daughter birthday for three years, wish I could be there
I done had my heart broke too many times, I need repair
I'm not doing Roots, but you know I'm rockin' Dsquared²
I just want your love and dedication, is that too much?
I done been used so many times, I swear I'm feeling used up
I been hurt so many times, I swear I'm feeling bruised up
I done lost my heart in these streets, it's ice-cold
Had to shed some blood for that Roley, a two-toned
Had to shed some blood for this Cuban and honeycomb
[Verse 2]
Twelve tryna harass a ****, but really I'm just walking home
Yeah, I'm with the gang, but on some real shit, I could survive alone
Bitches in my DMs tryna holla, I had to hide my phone
So much shit I had to get off my chest, I had to drop a song
We got in a shootout, how the fuck you ain't return fire?
Now his ass fell between that fence, I feel like Urban Meyer
This a crossbreed of the strongest strains, I need the highest buyer
You ain't send that show deposit yet, so why you make a flyer?
[Verse 3]
Got a partner, he just need accounts and he gon' send the wire
Got a Arab, he be bussin' checks, no ID is required
Come here, girl, I just want your everything
Just to free my dawgs, I'd give up everything
We used to be friends, now it ain't the same
You, turned your back on me for some change
I'm, dosin' shrooms with the weed for the pain
If yo' brother knew what you did, he'd probably turn over in his grave
Yeah, I use my credit just to run my bag up to the sky
'Fore a **** tell the truth, he'll probably go defend a lie
My girl mixed with seven different races and she from Dubai
Some of the shit I seen inside the streets would probably make you cry
**** try and blindside you, take yo' life for no reason
Catch you on the highway and put a .50 in yo' Trackhawk
With my garage open, that's a McLaren I just backed out
You can learn from me, I got some stories from my trap house
[Verse 4]
Doing numbers, I do numerology
I stand on what I said, I don't do apologies
Knew I was gon' be something, that was my prophecy
Ain't picked up in a month, but she keep callin' me
[Verse 5]
It's hard to find loyalty these days, that shit rough
If I was down bad with nothin', would you be there?
Miss my daughter birthday for three years, wish I could be there
I done had my heart broke too many times, I need repair
I'm not doing Roots, but you know I'm rockin' Dsquared²
I just want your love and dedication, is that too much?
I done been used so many times, I swear I'm feeling used up
I been hurt so many times, I swear I'm feeling bruised up
I done lost my heart in these streets, it's ice-cold
Had to shed some blood for that Roley, a two-toned
Had to shed some blood for this Cuban and honeycomb
Written by: Chidi Steve Osondu, Colin Franken, Rai'Shaun Williams, Todd Pritchard, Tysen Jay Bolding
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