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P$ycho Video (MV)




Performed By: Sterling Floyd
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: Sterling Miller




Sterling Floyd - P$ycho Lyrics




Yeah

I'm going Psycho
For that life though
I need that money, money
To solve all my woes
I keep my eyes closed
Selling my soul
I need that money, money
So I keep on running, running

I got delusions of grandeur
Job and the house of my dreams
I'm in the wheel like a hamster
Running to get to the cheese
Know that I need all the paper
Stacking up blues with the greens
More than I know what to do with
More than I know what it means
When I go reaching my hand out
I want way more than a handful
After I make 40 grand I'll
Like like I never want handouts
Everyone says "I'm a fan now"
Live like I don't need no friends now
Live like I made it and no one can f*ck with me
Live like I savor the moment triumphantly
I need a fit that looks like a celebrity
Sooner or later they'll all be celebrating
All of the moves that I've made, yeah
All of the ways I got paid, yeah
All of the honeys I've taken
I wanna hang with the homies again
Thinking my brothers still f*cking with me
Damn I was sorely mistaken
Whoa

For that life though
I need that money, money
To solve all my woes
I keep my eyes closed
Selling my soul
I need that money, money
So I keep on running, running

I'm going Psycho
For that life though
I need that money, money
To solve all my woes
I keep my eyes closed
Selling my soul
I need that money, money
So I keep on running, running

Yeah
You gotta hit this shit bro
Yeah I got you I'll just--
Okay
Alright I'll just spit some shit
I'll just talk some real shit
Yeah you do that, you do that
Yeah, yeah

Chasing that American dream
Try to mitigate the fees
I know homies turn to fiends
They keep chasing after greens for the love
No amount that they receive is enough

Whoa
She wants an ass so she gon' pay for the plastic
You do you, but don't you think that's too dramatic
The role that money plays these days is way too problematic
I won't give a f*ck about you if I have all of the cash
It's an obsession
Every day we're stressing
Forget to count your blessings
'Cause you're chasing after more greens
The thirst is never quenching
I've always wanted more things
I know that I'm gon' get it
By sacrificing more dreams
Do you start to get the message
I don't like to preach so I'm saying what I've seen
Choose to move to corporate 'stead of chasing after passions
Life is unfulfilling when it drains that energy
But the money's coming in and so I know I have to have it

For that life though
I need that money, money
To solve all my woes
I keep my eyes closed
Selling my soul
I need that money, money
So I keep on running, running

I'm going Psycho
For that life though
I need that money, money
To solve all my woes
I keep my eyes closed
Selling my soul
I need that money, money
So I keep on running, running

Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Ooh
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Yeah

I'm going Psycho
For that life though
I need that money, money
To solve all my woes
I keep my eyes closed
Selling my soul
I need that money, money
So I keep on running, running

I got delusions of grandeur
Job and the house of my dreams
I'm in the wheel like a hamster
Running to get to the cheese
Know that I need all the paper
Stacking up blues with the greens
More than I know what to do with
More than I know what it means
When I go reaching my hand out
I want way more than a handful
After I make 40 grand I'll
Like like I never want handouts
Everyone says "I'm a fan now"
Live like I don't need no friends now
Live like I made it and no one can f*ck with me
Live like I savor the moment triumphantly
I need a fit that looks like a celebrity
Sooner or later they'll all be celebrating
All of the moves that I've made, yeah
All of the ways I got paid, yeah
All of the honeys I've taken
I wanna hang with the homies again
Thinking my brothers still f*cking with me
Damn I was sorely mistaken
Whoa

For that life though
I need that money, money
To solve all my woes
I keep my eyes closed
Selling my soul
I need that money, money
So I keep on running, running

I'm going Psycho
For that life though
I need that money, money
To solve all my woes
I keep my eyes closed
Selling my soul
I need that money, money
So I keep on running, running

Yeah
You gotta hit this shit bro
Yeah I got you I'll just--
Okay
Alright I'll just spit some shit
I'll just talk some real shit
Yeah you do that, you do that
Yeah, yeah

Chasing that American dream
Try to mitigate the fees
I know homies turn to fiends
They keep chasing after greens for the love
No amount that they receive is enough

Whoa
She wants an ass so she gon' pay for the plastic
You do you, but don't you think that's too dramatic
The role that money plays these days is way too problematic
I won't give a f*ck about you if I have all of the cash
It's an obsession
Every day we're stressing
Forget to count your blessings
'Cause you're chasing after more greens
The thirst is never quenching
I've always wanted more things
I know that I'm gon' get it
By sacrificing more dreams
Do you start to get the message
I don't like to preach so I'm saying what I've seen
Choose to move to corporate 'stead of chasing after passions
Life is unfulfilling when it drains that energy
But the money's coming in and so I know I have to have it

For that life though
I need that money, money
To solve all my woes
I keep my eyes closed
Selling my soul
I need that money, money
So I keep on running, running

I'm going Psycho
For that life though
I need that money, money
To solve all my woes
I keep my eyes closed
Selling my soul
I need that money, money
So I keep on running, running

Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Ooh
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Writer: Sterling Miller
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