Vic Mensa - Time Is Money Lyrics
[Verse 1: Vic Mensa]I was losin’ it, lost in the dark, but I found my lighthouseI like when it rains in the springLight a J better seen with the lights, oh(Dolo) Speakers in the Mac back like Rose like Mike, noI know in the end niggas left, but I guess it’s all alright, noI mean, I know all them, their armor’s in that science ain’t itProlly the reason my people’s pupils so dilatedIf you gon’ die, might as well die youngTryin’ to be optimistic with the politiciansCut schools, buy gunsBut when the shots is lickin’ at the ones that’ll lose they sonInstead they send ‘em to private schoolsAnd pull back on public fundsWhile functioning as if they could begin to fathomWhere the ***** we comin’ fromSometimes I hold my tongue, talkin’ feels uselessI used to point in circles for wasted years lost in excusesTime is money, every second I spend in high-school clockin’Should’ve been on the road *****in’ with hoesFallin’ through holes in my pocketsBut everything happens for a reason if you choose to look at it that wayAnd put truth into the things you do and really believe what you sayThey say the darkest night comes before the brightest morningI like to think I’d ask the right things if God was right before meLike, why you let babies get shot while babies is killin’?All because the system that raised me from grade school made me the villainBarely out of my momma’s crib, can’t even tie my own lacesJust moved into a brand new place, but somehow I still miss my basementI guess the thing about lookin’ back is you can’t change leavin’And I guess the thing about judgin’ the past is that it just ain’t even[Hook: Vic Mensa & Beldina]I know that money makes the world go ’roundMoney makes the world go ’roundBut don’t forget it when you get itMy pops told me, told me, “Make moneyBut the money you make don’t make you”Make money, but the money you make don’t make youMake money, but the money you make don’t make youMake money, but the money you make don’t make you[Verse 2: Vic Mensa]Save money, hope the money you save could save youSilk my sheets set in sace my sugar for my tableToo easy readin’ people, tweetin’, tweakin’ like they hate youBut what’s even easier is callin’ your mom just to say thank youCould’ve been the one that never droppedCould’ve been the one that got shotCould’ve never seen what it means to be meanBe trapped in a boxStrapped in a box Chevy with lil’ Eddie back home on the blockBlockin’ the sunlightIt’s like a solar eclipse in my city in the middle of a gunfightStraight shots hit kids in the darkThat’s the way it is like Walter CronkiteDrunk off of the thrill, I feel like shootin’ back in the distanceProlly bounce off of a light pole and kill a *****in’ kid in the kitchenKissin’ the past goodbyeBuyin’ a stairway to heaven cause in time we all have to dieI just know when my time comes I’mma have made mine[Hook][Verse 3: Rockie Fresh]Yeah, Sir Rockie I’m smoked out, but I’m grindin’I’m never weed windin’, but reclinin’ while remindin’You I’mma keep my foot on these pun niggas neckStay on the road like some wheels and a board and a deckYoung nigga wildin’, gotta give respectRollie on my arm, I’m the one they electI got that fire flow, I’m the one they detectGotta get the check, these niggas wanna say, “Turn up”But then they turn up and then they earn what?Nothin’, they frontin’Here we go, we’re the topic of discussionFresh nigga, but the flow is disgustin’And the money come fast cause I run with the nigga that madeEvery day we hustlin’It’s like we came with the master planNot just talk, but the cash in handMake a animorph into no-mans-landWe could make 100 grand just like no man canBut every time I sit and watch the weekend newsSee how many people in the weekend loseIt give the boy the blues, ***** all these clothes and shoesMotivation what they could use and I got it[Hook]
