Luyện nghe bài hát Time Is Money

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

[Verse 1: Vic
I was it, lost in the dark, but I found my lighthouse
I when it rains in the spring,
Light a J seen with the lights, oh
(Dolo) Speakers in the Mac back like like Mike, no
I know in the end niggas left, but I it's all alright, no
I mean, I know all them, their in that science ain't it
Prolly the reason my people's so dilated
If you gon' die, might as die young
Tryin' to be with the politicians
Cut schools, buy guns, but the shots is lickin' at the ones that'll lose they son
Instead they send 'em to schools and pull back on public funds
functioning as if they could begin to fathom where the fuck we comin' from
Sometimes I hold my tongue, feels useless
I to point in circles for wasted years lost in excuses
Time is money, second I spent in high-school clockin'
Should've been on the road fuckin' hoes, fallin' through holes in my pockets
But everything for a reason
If you choose to at it that way
And put truth the things you do
And really what you say
say the darkest night comes 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 babies is
All because the system that raised me grade school made me the villain
out of my momma's crib,
Can't tie my own laces
moved into a brand new place
But somehow I miss my basement
I guess the thing about back is you can't change leavin'
And I guess the thing about judgin' the past is that it ain't even

[Hook: Vic Mensa &
I know that money the world go 'round
makes the world go 'round
But don't forget it you get it
My pops me, told me, "Make money
But the money you make don't you"
Make money, but the money you don't make you
Make money, but the money you make 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 sace my sugar for my
Too easy people, tweetin', tweakin' like they hate you
But what's even is callin' your mom just to say thank you
Could've been the one that never
Could've been the one that got
Could've never seen what it to be mean
Be in a box
Strapped in a box Chevy with lil' Eddie back home on the
Blockin' the
It's like a eclipse in my city in the middle of a gunfight
shots hit kids in the dark
That's the way it is like Cronkite
Drunk off of the thrill, I feel like shootin' back in the
Prolly off of a light pole and kill a fuckin' kid in the kitchen
Kissin' the past
Buyin' a stairway to heaven in time we all have to die
I know when 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 while remindin'
You I'mma keep my foot on pun niggas neck
Stay on the road like some wheels and a board and a
nigga wildin', gotta give respect
Rollie on my arm, I'm the one they
I got fire flow, I'm the one they detect
Gotta get the check, these wanna say, "Turn up"
But then they up and then they earn what?
Nothin', they
Here we go, the topic of discussion
Fresh nigga, but the is disgustin'
And the come fast cause I run with the nigga that made
day we hustlin'
It's like we with the master plan
Not talk, but the cash in hand
a animorph into no-mans-land
We make 100 grand 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 and shoes
Motivation what they use and I got it