Dirtee Cash

[Refrain] Money talks, listen, mmm-hmm-hmm, money talks Dirty cash I want you, dirty cash I need you, woh-oh Money talks, money talks Dirty cash I want you, dirty cash I need you, woh-oh [Verse 1] Let's Go Everybody wants to be famous Nobody wants to be nameless, aimless People act shameless Tryna live like entertainers Want a fat crib with the acres So they spend money that they ain't made yet Got a benz on tik that they ain't paid yet Spend their pay cheque In the west end on the weekend Got no money by the end of the weekend But they don't care cause their life is a movie Starring Louis V, paid for by yours truly Truthfully, it's a joke, like a bad episode of hollyoaks Can't keep up with the cover notes So they got bad credit livin' on direct debit In debt but they still don't get it Cause they too busy livin' the high life, the night life Lovin' the high when livin' it large And they all say [Refrain] [Verse 2] Let me take you down to London city Where the attitude's bad and the weather is shitty Everybody's on a paper chase It's one big rat race Everybodys got a screw face So many 2 face Checkin their high just like their ready to ride I'm on the inside looking at the outside So it's an accurate reflection City wide, north, east, west and the southside Everywhere I go there's a goon on the corner Guns and drugs cause the citys like a sauna And it's getting warmer, and out of order Tryna put a struggling mother to a morner Mr polititian can you tell me the solution What's the answer, what's the conclusion Is it an illusion, is it I'm a thug I see younger die because they tryna live large And they all say [Bridge] I've no excuse, I just want you to use me Take me and abuse me I got no taboos, I'll make a trade with you Do anything you wa-ant me to [Refrain] [Verse 3] Yo, we're living in the days of the credit crunch Give me the dough, I'm trying to have a bunch But I can't have raps for lunch It's nothing, enough to share, it ain't fair I never dreamed that it could be rare Who cares who's there to make a change? Everyone's in the club tryna to make it rain But not for famine, just for the sake of having Fifteen minutes of fame and everywhere's the same Again and again, I see the same thing Everybody acting like they're plain sailing But I see rough seas ahead, maybe a recession And then the depression, then whatever profession This is my confession, I can't front, I'm in the forefront Livin' for money ready to start like a bungee jump With no rope, but I ain't tryna see the bottom Because that is where I came from, I ain't forgotten [Refrain]