T.I.M.S by Mental Breakdown Lyrics
(Intro)
I need to push the weight. ASAP
Buy one get one free. I got bricks for sale
Fellas, I got bricks for sale
You want it? come take it. Don't waste my time
I got bricks for sale. Let's go fellas
I'll pay you by the hour. I shouldn't be standing here
(Chorus)
Money, power, then you get the women
A Hundred, hours, a week from the beginning
Keep your nose clean and your shoe lace tied
Time Is Money Son, so don't waste mine
Money, power, then you get respect
A hundred hours, a week or more no less
Keep your nose clean and your shoe lace tied
Time Is Money Son, so don't waste mine
(Verse)
I write rhymes with a ghostwrita on payroll
On that type time (Yeah Stizzo)
They know i play no games just war
I Nox rappers out take the Myke by Storm
Walk that Rockie road sun Reyes keep it warm
Been a Wiz since a kid gripped the pen when i was born
(yo, yo, yo) This the death of your career
Salty mother fucker put in blood, sweat, and tears?
Nah you put in months. I did 25 years
I can make the bitches dance for money disappear
Give a dance to a chair, they'll think I'm still there
You buried under pyramid schemes, you a square
I'm Cleopatra's man, Sugar daddy to that bitch
Stuck up Cesar, made the chick rich
So if I ain't out there hustling or trying to get a pick
Or if I ain't in the studio, then i ain't doing shit
(Chorus)
Money, power, then you get the women
A Hundred, hours, a week from the beginning
Keep your nose clean, and your shoe lace tied
Time Is Money Son, so don't waste mine
Money, power, then you get respect
A hundred hours, a week or more no less
Keep your nose clean and your shoe lace tied
Time Is Money Son, so don't waste mine
(Verse)
Fuck with my money and there's gonna be a problem
The last kid that wasted my time. I robbed him
Started from the bottom, I came up and i rocked them
The unsung bum been hustling for commas
Puffing up the ganja. Yeah I'm making progress
Son I'm from Philly, you gotta trust the process
(yo, yo, yo) I want it, I grab it
Pay for it or not man fuck it, i have it
Started making money then I made it to a habit
Knew I'd make cheddar turning grass into cabbage
If I'm living lavish I'm living a lie
I'll always look savage, or like I'm getting by
For a corner store camera, I'm looking pretty fly
For a door to door salesman, I'll scare you back inside
(yo, yo, yo) come the fuck outside!
Time is money son so don't waste mine!
(Chorus)
Money, power, then you get the women
A Hundred hours, a week from the beginning
Keep your nose clean, and your shoe lace tied
Time Is Money Son, so don't waste mine
Money, power, then you get respect
A hundred hours, a week or more no less
Keep your nose clean and your shoe lace tied
Time Is Money Son so don't waste mine
I need to push the weight. ASAP
Buy one get one free. I got bricks for sale
Fellas, I got bricks for sale
You want it? come take it. Don't waste my time
I got bricks for sale. Let's go fellas
I'll pay you by the hour. I shouldn't be standing here
(Chorus)
Money, power, then you get the women
A Hundred, hours, a week from the beginning
Keep your nose clean and your shoe lace tied
Time Is Money Son, so don't waste mine
Money, power, then you get respect
A hundred hours, a week or more no less
Keep your nose clean and your shoe lace tied
Time Is Money Son, so don't waste mine
(Verse)
I write rhymes with a ghostwrita on payroll
On that type time (Yeah Stizzo)
They know i play no games just war
I Nox rappers out take the Myke by Storm
Walk that Rockie road sun Reyes keep it warm
Been a Wiz since a kid gripped the pen when i was born
(yo, yo, yo) This the death of your career
Salty mother fucker put in blood, sweat, and tears?
Nah you put in months. I did 25 years
I can make the bitches dance for money disappear
Give a dance to a chair, they'll think I'm still there
You buried under pyramid schemes, you a square
I'm Cleopatra's man, Sugar daddy to that bitch
Stuck up Cesar, made the chick rich
So if I ain't out there hustling or trying to get a pick
Or if I ain't in the studio, then i ain't doing shit
(Chorus)
Money, power, then you get the women
A Hundred, hours, a week from the beginning
Keep your nose clean, and your shoe lace tied
Time Is Money Son, so don't waste mine
Money, power, then you get respect
A hundred hours, a week or more no less
Keep your nose clean and your shoe lace tied
Time Is Money Son, so don't waste mine
(Verse)
Fuck with my money and there's gonna be a problem
The last kid that wasted my time. I robbed him
Started from the bottom, I came up and i rocked them
The unsung bum been hustling for commas
Puffing up the ganja. Yeah I'm making progress
Son I'm from Philly, you gotta trust the process
(yo, yo, yo) I want it, I grab it
Pay for it or not man fuck it, i have it
Started making money then I made it to a habit
Knew I'd make cheddar turning grass into cabbage
If I'm living lavish I'm living a lie
I'll always look savage, or like I'm getting by
For a corner store camera, I'm looking pretty fly
For a door to door salesman, I'll scare you back inside
(yo, yo, yo) come the fuck outside!
Time is money son so don't waste mine!
(Chorus)
Money, power, then you get the women
A Hundred hours, a week from the beginning
Keep your nose clean, and your shoe lace tied
Time Is Money Son, so don't waste mine
Money, power, then you get respect
A hundred hours, a week or more no less
Keep your nose clean and your shoe lace tied
Time Is Money Son so don't waste mine