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