Time Is Money Lyrics


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Yeah
Hey Trip where that smoke at?
Let me hit that bitch one time
Blast me yeah stinky man


I was losing it lost in the dark
But I found my lighthouse
I like when it rains in the spring
Light a J better seen with the lights oh
Speakers in the Mac back
Like Rose like Mike no
I know in the end niggers left
But I guess it's all alright no
I mean I know all them their armor's
In that science ain't it
Probably the reason my people's pupils so dilated
If you gonna die might as well die young
Trying to be optimistic with the politicians
Cut schools buy guns but when the shots
Is licking at the ones that'll lose they son
Instead they send'em to private schools
And pull back on public funds
While functioning as if they could begin
To fathom where the fuck we coming from
Sometimes I hold my tongue
Talking feels useless
I used to point in circles
For wasted years lost in excuses
Time is money every second
I spend in high school clocking
Should've been on the road fucking with hoes
Falling through holes in my pockets
But everything happens for a reason
If you choose to look at it that way
And put truth into the things you do
And really believe what you say
They say the darkest night
Comes before the brightest morning
I like to think I'd ask the right things
If God was right before me
Like why you let babies get shot
While babies is killing?
All because the system that raised me
From grade school made me the villain
Barely out of my momma crib
Can't even tie my own laces
Just moved into a brand new place
But somehow I still miss my basement
I guess the thing about looking back
Is you can't change leaving
And I guess the thing about judging the past
Is that it just ain't even

I know that money makes the world go round
Money makes the world go round
But don't forget it when you get it
My pops told me told me make money
But the money you make don't make you
Make money but the money
You make don't make you
Make money but the money
You make don't make you
Make money but the money
You make don't make you

Save money hope the money ...
Too easy reading people tweeting
Tweaking like they hate you
But what's even easier is calling your mom
Just to say thank you
Could've been the one that never dropped
Could've been the one that got shot
Could've never seen
What it means to be mean
Be trapped in a box
Strapped in a box Chevy with little Eddie
Back home on the block
Blocking the sunlight
It's like a solar eclipse in my city
In the middle of a gunfight
Straight shots hit kids in the dark
That's the way it is like Walter Cronkite
Drunk off of the thrill I feel like
Shooting back in the distance
Drolly bounce off of a light pole
And kill a fucking kid in the kitchen
Kissing the past goodbye
Buying a stairway to heaven
Cause in time we all have to die
I just know when my time comes
Imma have made mine

I know that money makes the world go round
Money makes the world go round
But don't forget it when you get it
My pops told me told me make money
But the money you make don't make you
Make money but the money
You make don't make you
Make money but the money
You make don't make you
Make money but the money
You make don't make you

Yeah sir Rocky I'm
Smoked out but I'm grinding
I'm never weed winding
But reclining while reminding
You Imma keep my foot
On these pun niggers neck
Stay on the road like some
Wheels and a board and a deck
Young nigger wilding gotta give respect
Rollie on my arm
I'm the one they elect
I got that fire flow
I'm the one they detect
Gotta get the check these
Niggers wanna say turn up
But then they turn up
And then they earn what?
Nothing they fronting
Here we go we're the topic of discussion
Fresh nigger but the flow is disgusting
And the money come fast cause
I run with the nigger that made
Every day we hustling
It's like we came with the master plan
Not just talk but the cash in hand
Make an anamorphic into no mans land
We could make 100 grand
Just like no man can
But every time I sit and
Watch the weekend news
See how many people in the weekend lose
And give the boy the blues
Fuck all these clothes and shoes
Motivation what they could use and I got it

I know that money makes the world go round
Money makes the world go round
But don't forget it when you get it
My pops told me told me make money
But the money you make don't make you
Make money but the money
You make don't make you
Make money but the money
You make don't make you
Make money but the money
You make don't make you

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