Lyrics

Time is money and my money I can't lose I'm moving up so my nigga just stay tuned From the corner to breaking down mic stands Volume turn it up, turn down the lights fam We ripping down stages, part of the format Beef is nothing, y'all welcome like doormats This reality, fuck all the slick talk Wordplay lift all y'all niggas like pitchforks Mission get money, putting my fam first Flow is sick are you peeping the damn verse? Drama gets ended with the nina that goes pop I'm grinding, the hustle it don't stop Grown man talking, this ain't no playground I'm back, lets take it back to the playground Mic vendetta, turn water to wine raps I stay reigning, i'm predicting the forecast One in the chamber, ready to blast off Friends turning enemies, i'm taking their mask off My time is money and really ain't got none Rhymes making money, what's the deally I got some Aim for the top, what's lesser can keep that I see you shining but i'm bringin the streets back Set up shop, stay away when it goes down Populated city getting turned in a ghosttown
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