Jack Kays and Travis Barker - Dirty Money

I've been feelin' suicidal
Strugglin' for my survival
Stuck inside, I'm in a cycle
Goin' through it with my eyes closed
Three-Five in a Backwood
No weed, bring a pack through
Streets dry, had to trap good
Dirty money isn't that good
Yeah
Dirty money isn't that good

Yeah

Yeah, four walls and a window
Get high but I been low
I been trynna stay ten-toed
I done had a lot of sins though
Every day I gotta cover up
Who I am, you isn't one of us
I could never be the runner up
I was down, I had to toughen up
Puttin' liquor in my Minute-Maid
Never had it, had to get it made
Workin' for it, never gettin' paid
Do it over every seven days
'Member how bad I was bleedin'
Made it through a lot of seasons
Feel like I ain't have a reason
Stuck in the mud, I was screamin'

I been feelin' suicidal
Strugglin' for my survival
Stuck inside, I'm in a cycle
Goin' through it with my eyes closed
Three-Five in a Backwood
No weed, bring a pack through
Streets dry, had to trap good
Dirty money isn't that good

I been feelin' suicidal
Strugglin' for my survival
Stuck inside, I'm in a cycle
Goin' through it with my eyes closed
Three-Five in a Backwood
No weed, bring a pack through
Streets dry, had to trap good
Dirty money isn't that good

Dirty money isn't that good
Yeah-yeah

Written by:
Chi'kah Washington-Kuwahara, Jack Kays, Travis Barker

Publisher:
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