Emental - T.I.M.S. Lyrics

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

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 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 f*cker 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

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

F*ck 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 f*ck 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 f*ck outside!
Time is money son so don't waste mine!

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