Vic Mensa - Time Is Money lyrics

rate me

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