Intro] Down day Red screen That’s a green light You know what I mean (yeah) [Verse 1] They panic at the open I’m patient at the close They chasing every rumor I’m adding while it slows They begging for a bounce I’m begging for a break Let it bleed another 30 I’m loading every plate Fear all in they group chat I’m calm, I’m on my charts They trade with shaky fingers I trade with colder heart Praying for a crash Like a sale at my store Favorite names in the gutter I’m backing up the Ford (skrrt) [Chorus] Bloody money When it’s pouring I appear Market going under I see fortune in the fear When they sell it high We just buy it in the low When the maker pulls back I pull up, then I grow Bloody money Turn the red into my gold Phoenix from the ashes Every dip another load When they running out I’m just digging in the drought Generational paper That’s the only thing I scout [Verse 2] They scalping for a quick hit I’m staring out ten years They counting every tick I’m compounding every tear Bear claws on the ticker Got ‘em crying on the feed I’m greedy when it’s wicked That’s the time I really feed Watch ‘em brag up on the rip Then vanish on the dump I’m silent on the rally On the crash I drop a lump Portfolio in the casket? That’s how they like to speak I’m buying from they coffin I get richer every week (yeah) [Bridge] Red candles on my altar I whisper all my thanks “Send another leg down I’m ready for the tanks” Blood running down the screen I’m steady, I’m serene I see wealth in all this wreckage I see gardens in machine [Chorus] Bloody money When it’s pouring I appear Market going under I see fortune in the fear When they sell it high We just buy it in the low When the maker pulls back I pull up, then I grow Bloody money Turn the red into my gold Phoenix from the ashes Every dip another load When they running out I’m just digging in the drought Generational paper That’s the only thing I scout
