Luyện nghe bài hát Time Is Money

[Intro: Vic
Ay Trip, where smoke at?
Let me hit that one time
me, yeah
man
Boi 1da, INNANET,

1: Vic Mensa]
I was losin' it, lost in the dark, but I found my
I like when it in the spring,
a J better seen with the lights, oh
(Dolo) Speakers in the Mac back Rose like Mike, no
I know in the end left, but I guess it's all alright, no
I mean, I know all them, their armors in that science it
Prolly the my people's pupils so dilated
If you die, might as well die young
Tryin' to be optimistic with the
Cut schools, buy guns, but the shots is lickin' at the ones that'll lose they son
Instead they send 'em to private schools and pull back on funds
While functioning as if they could begin to fathom the fuck we comin' from
Sometimes I my tongue, talkin' feels useless
I used to point in circles for years lost in excuses
Time is money, every second I spent in clockin'
Should've been on the road fuckin' with hoes, fallin' through holes in my
But everything for a reason
If you to look at it that way
And put truth into the you do
And believe what you say
They say the darkest night comes before the morning
I like to think I'd ask the right things if God was before me
Like, why you let babies get while babies is killin'?
All because the system raised me from grade school made me the villain
out of my momma's crib,
Can't even tie my own
Just moved into a brand new
But somehow I still my basement
I guess the thing about lookin' back is you change leavin'
And I guess the thing about judgin' the past is that it ain't even

[Hook: Vic Mensa &
I know that money makes the go 'round
makes the world go 'round
But don't it when you get it
My pops told me, me, "Make money
But the you make don't make you"
Make money, but the money you make make you
Make money, but the money you make don't you
Make money, but the you make don't make you

2: Vic Mensa]
Save money, hope the money you save save you
Silk my set in sace my sugar for my table
Too easy readin' people, tweetin', tweakin' like they you
But what's even is callin' your mom just to say thank you
Could've been the one that never
been the one that got shot
Could've never seen what it to be mean
Be in a box
Strapped in a box Chevy with lil' back home on the block
Blockin' the
like a solar eclipse in my city in the middle of a gunfight
Straight shots hit in the dark
That's the way it is like Walter
off of the thrill, I feel like shootin' back in the distance
Prolly bounce off of a light pole and a fuckin' kid in the kitchen
Kissin' the goodbye
Buyin' a stairway to heaven in time we all have to die
I just know my time comes I'mma have made mine

[Verse 3: Fresh]
Yeah, Sir I'm smoked out, but I'm grindin'
I'm never weed windin', but reclinin' while
You I'mma keep my on these pun niggas neck
Stay on the road like some and a board and a deck
nigga wildin', gotta give respect
Rollie on my arm, I'm the one elect
I got that flow, I'm the one they detect
get the check, these niggas wanna say, "Turn up"
But then they turn up and they earn what?
Nothin', frontin'
Here we go, the topic of discussion
Fresh nigga, but the flow is
And the money come fast cause I run with the nigga made
Every day we
It's like we came the master plan
Not just talk, but the cash in
a animorph into no-mans-land
We could make 100 just like no man can
But every I sit and watch the weekend news
See how people in the weekend lose
It give the boy the blues, fuck all these clothes and
Motivation what they use and I got it