Luyện nghe bài hát Time Is Money

[Intro: Vic
Ay Trip, that smoke at?
Let me hit bitch 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,
Light a J seen with the lights, oh
(Dolo) in the Mac back like Rose like Mike, no
I know in the end niggas left, but I guess all alright, no
I mean, I all them, their armors in that science ain't it
the reason my people's pupils so dilated
If you die, might as well die young
to be optimistic with the politicians
Cut schools, buy guns, but the shots is lickin' at the ones that'll lose they son
they send 'em to private schools and pull back on public funds
While functioning as if they could begin to fathom 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 fuckin' with hoes, fallin' holes in my pockets
But everything happens for a
If you choose to look at it way
And put truth into the you do
And believe what you say
They say the darkest comes before the brightest morning
I like to think I'd ask the right things if God was before me
Like, why you let babies get shot babies is killin'?
All because the system raised me from grade school made me the villain
out of my momma's crib,
Can't tie my own laces
Just moved a brand new place
But somehow I still miss my
I guess the thing about back is you can't change leavin'
And I guess the thing about the past is that it just ain't even

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

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

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