Money Low
Big Scoob Lyrics


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Big Scoob - Shit, what you drinking boy?
Boogie Man (?) - Shit, whatever you drinking
BS - Well I only drink one can, so we doing Crown tonight
BM - Shit
BS - Alright
Rat - Scoob! Scoob!
BS - What's up with it?
Rat - What's going on with you big fella?
BS - What's happenin' with it man?
Rat - Man, you know I'm still trying to holler at you man. You know, I told you come over and fuck with me man
BS - Boy, you still trying to push that package. I done told you I ain't pushing right now
Rat - Scoob, Scoob, check this out man. I got everything you need. Just come over here and fuck with me man. No, fuck with me for real Scoob
BS - Alright, man look here. I'm gonna run in this store man. I'll holler at you. You got my line. Hit me up
Rat - Ay, imma hit you, alright?
BS - Alright
Rat - Alright, hit you in a minute
BS - Woo

BM - Man, who that nigga?
BS - Man, that's that nigga from LA I be telling you about man. Tryna push that package. I'm starting to think blood or rat
BM - Shit, you wanna knock him?

Dirty game, fuck the rules when it's hunger pains
Everybody, anybody, they can get it man
Judgmental, you can judge me, just don't try to fuck me
Shit get ugly for this money, blood, really trust me
I done seen it, I done done it, I done played the game
I'm older now, so I tried to find another lane
But every now again, the devil creeps inside again
The voices make my choices and reminds me just what violence is
Rubbing on my callouses, slamming liquor, dial it in
Switching on the heathen for the evening, blood I'm diving in
Rolling in the Taurus, gripping on my Taurus
Seventeen with the bean, headfirst I'm a Taurus
Windows heavy tinted making sure they never saw us
Mind ready for this fuck shit, way too late to duck this
Duct tape and (?), the money or your fingerprints
There's ways to get my money, ain't no way to get my fingertips

When my money low
When my money low
Ain't no feelings, ain't no love if I'm coming bro
When my money low
And my hunger grows
I let the voices make my choices when my money low
Time to (?) bro
For the bun or blow
Anybody, everybody when my money low
Switch to hunting mode
As my hunger grows
No peace, no sleep when my money low

Rat - Hello?
BS - What's up with it man? It's Scoob
Rat - Big fella, what's going on?
BS - What's happenin' man? You know, uh, hollered at my guys man. They say pull up
Rat - Shit man. I mean, how many y'all need man. I got --
BS - Woah, woah, easy! We on the phone, but uh --
Rat - Oh, my bad, my bad
BS - We on deck though man. I'm talking bout whatever you can handle, ya know what I'm talking about?
Rat - Ah, say no more. Say no more. Imma get my shit together and I'll pull up on you

No pulling back, it's set in motion rolling downhill
My niggas hungry, ain't no paper shaking round here
Won't think about it, niggas bout it so we all in
You gotta get it how you live it, blood, tag me in
A murder mission, the money's coming, my motivation
No getting distant, no running from me, my situation
The underbelly, the fucking gutter's my preparation
So run it nigga, I'm greedy needing the explanation
I ain't sleeping, I'm sleep deprived and deprivation
Pouring whiskey, I'm pissy, the only way to face it
In the basement I'm hanging plastic, this shit is drastic
Like a movie but real and ain't nobody acting
I only laugh to keep from crying, keep a clear mind
I'm built for it by design, it's a filthy grind
On my soul I ain't whole, got a debt to pay
And Lord knows that I owe when I step away

When my money low
When my money low
Ain't no feelings, ain't no love if I'm coming bro
When my money low
And my hunger grows
I let the voices make my choices when my money low
Time to (?) bro
For the bun or blow
Anybody, everybody when my money low
Switch to hunting mode
As my hunger grows
No peace, no sleep when my money low

Hey man, it ain't gotta be like -- (muffled)
Shut the fuck up nigga




Hey big dawg, wanna deal with this problem in the future or you wanna end it now?
End it

Overall Meaning

These lyrics depict a conversation between Big Scoob and his friend Boogie Man (BM) as they discuss their plans for the night. Another individual named Rat approaches Big Scoob and tries to persuade him to participate in some illegal activities. Big Scoob declines but gives Rat his contact information. BM asks about Rat's identity, expressing suspicion and suggesting they should confront him.


The lyrics then delve into Big Scoob's perspective on life and the struggles he faces when money is scarce. He hints at being involved in a dangerous and ruthless lifestyle where rules are disregarded when survival is at stake. He shares his experiences and regrets, acknowledging the temptations that often lead him back into a life of violence and illicit behavior.


In a later phone conversation with Rat, Big Scoob expresses his willingness to engage in illegal activities, hinting at a potential drug deal. However, he advises Rat to be cautious, emphasizing the need for discretion during their conversation.


The lyrics continue to explore Big Scoob's mindset, revealing his desperation and drive to obtain money at any cost. He describes the dangerous environment he lives in and the pressure he faces from his peers. He admits to compromising his own well-being and sanity in the pursuit of material gain. The lyrics also touch on the consequences of his actions, hinting at the guilt and lack of fulfillment he experiences as a result.


Overall, these lyrics provide insight into the harsh realities of a life driven by desperation and the ethical compromises made for financial survival. They portray the relentless struggle to make ends meet and the lengths some individuals are willing to go to overcome their circumstances.


Line by Line Meaning

Dirty game, fuck the rules when it's hunger pains
In this cutthroat world, I disregard the rules when I'm desperate for money and struggling to survive.


Everybody, anybody, they can get it man
I don't discriminate when it comes to getting what I need. I'll do whatever it takes from anyone.


Judgmental, you can judge me, just don't try to fuck me
Feel free to pass judgment on me, but don't attempt to deceive or take advantage of me.


Shit get ugly for this money, blood, really trust me
When it comes to chasing money, things can get dangerous and unpredictable. Believe me, it's not easy.


I done seen it, I done done it, I done played the game
I have witnessed and experienced a lot in this life. I've been involved in various risky activities to earn money.


I'm older now, so I tried to find another lane
As I've grown older, I've attempted to find a different path or means of making a living.


But every now again, the devil creeps inside again
Sometimes, despite my efforts, I find myself falling back into old, destructive habits.


The voices make my choices and reminds me just what violence is
In moments of desperation, my instincts and inner demons push me towards aggression and remind me of the true nature of violence.


Rubbing on my callouses, slamming liquor, dial it in
To cope with the harsh reality of my life, I numb my emotions by indulging in alcohol and reflecting on the toughness I've developed.


Switching on the heathen for the evening, blood I'm diving in
Embracing my darker side, I willingly engage in immoral actions to survive during the night.


Rolling in the Taurus, gripping on my Taurus
Driving around in my Ford Taurus, holding onto my firearm for protection and maintaining a sense of power.


Seventeen with the bean, headfirst I'm a Taurus
At a young age, I was exposed to the dangers of the streets and entered a life of violence and survival instincts.


Windows heavy tinted making sure they never saw us
By heavily tinting my car windows, I ensure that no one can easily identify or target me while engaging in questionable activities.


Mind ready for this fuck shit, way too late to duck this
I am mentally prepared for the chaos and dangerous situations that come with my chosen lifestyle. It's too late to avoid it now.


Duct tape and (?), the money or your fingerprints
In my line of work, I resort to using duct tape and gloves to prevent leaving behind any evidence, whether it's money or my fingerprints.


There's ways to get my money, ain't no way to get my fingertips
While there are various methods to acquire money, there's no way for anyone to trace or connect me directly to the crimes I commit.


No pulling back, it's set in motion rolling downhill
I can't afford to hesitate or retreat now. The dangerous events have been initiated and are rapidly progressing.


My niggas hungry, ain't no paper shaking round here
My associates are desperate for money. There's no room for hesitation or indecisiveness in our environment.


Won't think about it, niggas bout it so we all in
We don't waste time contemplating the consequences. We're fully committed to our actions and ready to face the risks together.


You gotta get it how you live it, blood, tag me in
In this ruthless life, you have to seize opportunities as they come. Count me in, I'm ready to participate.


A murder mission, the money's coming, my motivation
In pursuit of wealth, I'm willing to engage in risky and violent endeavors. The promise of financial gain serves as my driving force.


No getting distant, no running from me, my situation
If you owe me money or find yourself involved with me, there's no escaping the consequences. I always catch up to those who try to avoid their obligations.


The underbelly, the fucking gutter's my preparation
My experiences in the darkest and most dangerous parts of society have hardened me and prepared me for the harsh realities of this life.


So run it nigga, I'm greedy needing the explanation
Hand over what you owe me without question. I'm driven by my own greed and require no justification for my actions.


I ain't sleeping, I'm sleep deprived and deprivation
I don't allow myself much rest. Lack of sleep has become the norm, a result of the daily hardships and struggles I face.


Pouring whiskey, I'm pissy, the only way to face it
To cope with the hardships and maintain a sense of resilience, I consume alcohol. It helps me face the challenges and frustrations.


In the basement I'm hanging plastic, this shit is drastic
When engaging in illicit activities, such as disposing of evidence or preparing for violent actions, I take extreme measures like hanging plastic in my basement.


Like a movie but real and ain't nobody acting
My life resembles a gritty and dangerous movie, but this is reality. No one is pretending or playing a role.


I only laugh to keep from crying, keep a clear mind
I use laughter as a defense mechanism to avoid breaking down emotionally. It helps me maintain a level-headed perspective.


I'm built for it by design, it's a filthy grind
I am naturally suited for this harsh lifestyle, as if it's in my DNA. It's a dirty and arduous process, but I'm accustomed to it.


On my soul I ain't whole, got a debt to pay
Deep down, I feel incomplete and burdened. I have a moral debt to settle, and it weighs heavily on my conscience.


And Lord knows that I owe when I step away
When I ultimately depart from this life or end this dangerous journey, I know there will be a reckoning for the wrongs I've committed.


No peace, no sleep when my money low
When I lack financial stability, my mind is constantly consumed by the struggle. It becomes impossible to find peace or rest.


Hey man, it ain't gotta be like -- (muffled)
There's no need for this to escalate into violence or confrontation.


Shut the fuck up nigga
I'm not interested in hearing any objections or arguments. Silence yourself.


Hey big dawg, wanna deal with this problem in the future or you wanna end it now?
Hey, my friend, should we resolve this issue peacefully and prevent further conflicts, or should we resolve it permanently by resorting to violence?


End it
Let's bring this to a violent conclusion.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Steward Duane Ashby, Bryant Smith

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