Time Is Money

This Big Meech from the richest black muthafucking gang in the world

My nigga always say, there's only two things a nigga can do for you

You either got time or money, can't have em both

Nigga with money, ain't got no time

Nigga with time, ain't got no money

We don't have a lot of time around here

Cause time is money

Give me one minute, cause you tripping

Too much time on your hands, you slipping

Why you focused on all this dealing?

When niggas coming in through the back door stealing?

Crib on the hill: now that's good living

Harder to reach when you make your first million

So much money gotta stack to the ceiling

And I'mma keep doing this forever,

Real niggas like me don't catch feelings

Only broke niggas be out there grilling

Say you getting money but you ain't even tipping

A big-booty girl in front of you dipping

Fronting like you really doing all that shipping

Mayne you gotta be, gotta be kidding

Don't even try cause my weapon is hidden

My nigga is ready to do some killing

I'mma tell you just one time: give me what's mine

Cause I don't have time to waste

I'll be on my grind, money on my mind

And I don't stop getting paid

Living this life of mine

I don't know if you really got what it takes

Hustling's in my blood: just won't go away

Time, money, time, money

Nigga with money, don't have no time

Nigga with time, don't have no money

Went live in one year, made millions

Everybody got money: nigga, we chillin

Ain't got no time: it's some bad feelings

Especially when you want a little sexual healing

Girlfriend's pulling, family's pulling

In every direction, everybody need money

My lifestyle redefine how y'all living

If you keep it up I'll be broke in a minute

My kinfolk's on the block and they dealing

All my goons are still out there killing

Man I be running, got no time to be skipping

I'm trying to hit a home run in the 9th inning

My bitch locked up, for a killing

Taking care of mine, San Quen chilling

That's my homie, you can trust that nigga

Just a matter of time before I get back with him

I don't know about you but I'mma ride for mine

Everyday I'm out here trying to grind

If I ain't got a 9 to 5 I'mma still get it

Even if I gotta live a life of crime

Clock's ticking but it's not a bomb

Every minute passed is a dollar sign

No matter how much money you make

None of that shit will really buy you time

I am on the block still hustling crack

If Babylon shoot, we busting back

War on the streets, don't trust the police

In other words: we really don't fuck with cops

Came my way from the bottom of the block

Where the good die young and the crime won't stop

Someway, still make it to the top

Time is money, so now it's back to this Glock