Concrete jungle where the vultures play

Red lights flickering, turning night to day

She's got the lace on, mask for the pain

Selling every inch just to stay in the game

Six-inch heels clicking on the cold pavement

Body is a temple? No, it's just an investment!

Pimp in the lexus, eyes like a blade

Counting up the stacks from the debts that she paid

Raw, cold, bitter - that's the flavor of the street

Grinding down her spirit for a place to sleep

Lipstick smear on a dirty glass shard

Life is a bitch and thе hustle is hard!

Dirty love! Clean cash!

Lifе is just a cycle of a crimson splash!

Bitch, I'm the dealer, you're the product on the shelf

Selling off your heaven just to feed your own hell!

Cash! Lust! Dust!

In the shadow of the neon, we trust!

Body for a dollar, heart for a dime

Doing dirty business in a borrowed time!

Look at the wrist, look at the chain

Built on the blood and the tears and the strain

You want a taste? Pay the fee at the door

She's a queen in the sheets, but a ghost on the floor

High speed, low life, overdose on the vanity

Sanity's a luxury, welcome to the tragedy

Suited up, booted up, pimping out the vision

Every single touch is a cold-blooded decision

You call it romance? I call it a heist

Selling out your dignity to pay for the price

Put it on the counter, let the profit talk loud

Wraith in the shadows, lost in the crowd!

Gold on the teeth, but the soul is rotten

Everything sacred is long forgotten

Strip it down

Lay it out

Show 'em what the filth is all about!

Go!

Dirty love! Clean cash!

Life is just a cycle of a crimson splash!

Bitch, I'm the dealer, you're the product on the shelf

Selling off your heaven just to feed your own hell!

Cash! Lust! Dust!

In the shadow of the neon, we trust!

Body for a dollar, heart for a dime

Doing dirty business in a borrowed time!

Yeah

Keep the change

You're gonna need it in hell