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,

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

Vic Mensa & Beldina]
I know money makes the world go 'round
Money the world go 'round
But forget it when you get it
My pops told me, me, "Make money
But the money you make make you"
Make money, but the money you don't make you
Make money, but the money you don't make you
money, but the money you make don't make you

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

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